’ She rambled incoherently. He shook his head that was covered in a dusty black knit cap so that she could not tell the color of his hair, ‘What�...�s his name?’ he mumbled as he took a step backwards as if to turn and run if she did not give the right answer. She shook her head and giggled nervously, ‘No, you misunderstood.’ Keisha tried to organize her thoughts, but realized how completely insane this must sound to him, ‘The one thing my daughter wants for Christmas this year is to help out a. She was so sexy all day, but never hinted at anything more sexual than a passionate kiss every once in a while.We walked back to the car and she leaned into me asked about getting a room for the night. My jaw hit the ground and I didn’t know what to say. After some fumbling I said, "Sure if you want," but was wondering what she had in mind because we had never spent a complete night together. “I hate to ask, but are we talking about separate rooms here?” She laughed and said, “Only if you want. There were no blacks in our schools; they had their own schools, I guess.I used the word nigger without thinking about it. The closest thing to thinking about sex with a black woman was laughing at someone who had been gullible about something and imitating a high pitched voice, saying, "Change your luck for a quarter, sir?"That was not really thinking about or considering sex with a black woman, but a putdown indicating that he was dumb enough to buy sex from a cheap black whore. There was a. I’d like to hear about you settin’ up your own business.’ ‘Well, we should have some time, so let me got off the phone and find a flight and I’ll let you know when you can expect me.’ ‘That’s great, Stan. Thanks for jumpin’ on this. I ‘preciate it.’ I flipped my phone closed and smiled. I was in business! I checked the flights to Dallas from K.C. and found what I needed. There were three beginning in the mid-afternoon and I booked the latest, hoping I could move up if I was finished early at.