I like sleeping and keeping company with black men; not because they’re necessarily bigger but because I’m white and French they’re flattered, a...d that makes them easier to control. If you married me I can’t promise you fidelity, but I’d give it serious thought.”I had this figured out, “All right suppose I agreed to marry you; there’d have to be some stipulations.”“Like what?”“I’d need a prenuptial. I mean when we divorced I wouldn’t care about visitation any of that shit, but I’d have to have. “I was so lost without you!” She whimpered, her tears wetting my cheeks, “Whatever happens, don’t you ever leave me again!” “Never again.” I sobbed back. We held each other for minutes, simply finding comfort in the other’s embrace. When we parted, we slid our hands into each other’s hair, and looked into each other’s eyes. It was the moment preceding the kiss, but neither of us initiated it. The attraction was there, and it was strong, but something stronger pulled us apart. We smiled. I had decided to take the offer but I have changed my mind, I would rather live here with you,’ I said. She looked at me in astonishment and said. ‘We just met a week ago when your ex-wife seduced me at work.’ ‘Yes, but I am very smart and know I would be happy with you. Hell I am as happy as can be when we are together now. You are smart and you already know I would do my best to make you happy. And anyway your entire apartment would fit in my living room. The bottom line is that you would. "Well," she said, "uh, you're sure you want to know?" "Yes, I do," I replied. "Well, she has been teaching me how to please a woman, and how to be pleased." I was shocked. "Do you mean, cunnilingus?" She blushed and said, "Uh hum, and she has taught me how to use various types of toys—dildos and vibrators."She then asked me if I'd like to learn how to drive a woman crazy. "Sure," I said, but inside I was kinda hurt because I fancied myself a real pussy eater. "Here's how Anita first.