She had barely begun her daily ninety minute tanning session when she heard the sliding glass door at Jamal’s house open and he walked out into the yard. He saw her and waved before removing his weights from the shed. Jamal was wearing just a small bathing suit that showed off his well sculpted physique and he faced her as he began lifting his dumb bells. The sunlight reflected off his black skin making him appear radiant like some kind of god and her eyes wandered up and down his body, pausing on his bathing suit. He was over a hundred feet away and even that far, she swore she could make out his large bulge…