My negro lover 1-7

[Michael1]

My Negro Saiyan 

Friends, today I am going to tell my story to all of you. Hope you all like it. Please forgive me if there is any mistake.

I am ruqiya mehvish aka rook (the name given by my boyfriend) from Bangalore, Karnataka's informationu technology hub. I am 25 years old and my figure size is 36-28-38. My complexion is fair like milk. For this beauty of mine, I could not find any boyfriend till now. My father had a business here, so when I was young, H S R layout had come to live in Bangalore from manipal. I have mother, father and a 2 younger brother and eder sister in my house. Father's business used to run well, so since childhood we did not lack anything.

This thing is 3 years old from today. After taking NEET'S EXAM I joined a Ukrainian hospital for asisst to my senior doctor, which was course of three years.

This course was running in our hospital for many years, but from the year of the commencement of my batch, a new building was arranged for our course alone.

Hostels for boys and girls doctors were also made new… which were much bigger and had more rooms than the number of students.

From next year the management of the hospital wanted to increase the batch of this course, probably that's why all these facilities were being provided. Our batch was lucky that we got a new hospital building and a new hostel.

Most of the students in this course were local or nearby residents, so very few boys and girls lived in the hostel. I was also out siter, so I also stay in the hostel. The hospital  was 6 kilometers away from my hospital, so I used to come and go in my hospital transport.

Three negro youths also took admission in the hospital with us. Two negro boys were from the same country, so they always lived together. While the third boy, whose name was Nicolas… he was from a different country. Those two negroes did not keep him with them. All three of them lived in the Negro Hostel. all three of them doctor also. No one else was living in the hostel except him. There were many foreign students in our hospital.

When the study of this course started, groups of 3-3 students were formed for practical. I and another girl had asisst to Nicholas. That girl used to come to college less, so most of the asisst were done by me for Nicholas. In the beginning I used to talk less to him. She didn't talk excessively... because I was scared of her. He looked very black and ugly. He had big eyes, looked like a bull of full 6 feet length and strong athletic body. While he was a year younger than me in age. He knew and spoke good English and was also good in studies. He used to do all the tests etc. in practicals, so I did not have much tension.

After 4 months of the course, I never saw a smile on his face. Slowly I started talking to him openly. But he never used to reply with a smile. He was always seen in a sad face.

I felt sorry for him and one day I asked in practical - why are you always sad?
He blew the matter by saying 'nothing'.
Then after asking 2-3 times he told that he is all alone here and has no friend or companion, no one even talks to him properly.

I felt very sorry to hear about him. I told him that he should never consider himself alone. Call me when needed and consider me as your friend.
He was pleased to hear this. I also gave him my mobile number.

Now we started talking about hi hello good morning and studies on WhatsApp. At the time of mid-term exams, we used to talk a lot about studies. He helped me a lot, due to which I got a very good percentage. I was very attached to him now. he started appreciating help me in the exam. I wanted to repay his favor.
Slowly, we started joking too. He had told his people in his country that I became his good friend in India, that brought a smile on his face and now he could do his studies well.
He used to jokingly call me indian beauty during chat. I used to call him Nick.
One day it was his birthday. I thought of giving him a surprise. After the college was over at five o'clock, he went to the hostel from the hospital. After a while I followed him to his room around half past five. The rest of the two negro boys mostly used to stay outside in their room with other boys of their country and used to come late night to the hostel. Sometimes he did not come at all, whereas he used to sleep in the room of his friends.
Because of this Nicholas used to stay alone in the room.
t was probably the same situation that day as well. I knocked on the door of Nicholas' room, so he opened it. For the purpose of giving her a surprise, I entered her room saying Happy Birthday to her.
He was very surprised at this of mine. He would not have even thought that I can come to his room.
 At that time he was wearing only half pants. He quickly put on his T-shirt. I started laughing seeing this. I gave him a gift.