He said "I'm very sorry, and I don't mean to hurt your feelings Miguel but I've been having a difficult time since we" and I interrupted and said "Ple...se don't apologize Amir, believe me I can understand and it's ok. You are one of the most fascinating and beautiful men I have ever met in my life. And the last thing I would ever want is to lose at least our friendship. I'm the one who's sorry. I've always believed that a man should do whatever he wants when it comes to sex, whether he's single,. I was all set to tell him to f off, when he said " Please don't get the wrong idea, I'm not cruising, and I'm not gay." "O.K. I said so what do you want?. He said that he wanted to ask me something, and suggested another cup of coffee. I was intrigued, so agreed and we returned to the restaurant.Once settled, he introduced himself as Brian, and told me that he was happily married to Betty. He said that there was a problem in that he had a larger than average cock. At this point I congratulated. "Do you know what happened to her after you monsters played with her heart? No, you never bothered to check. She fell into despair, still pining for your snake of an agent. Then she took to drugs, and came apart quickly. She was killed on the street by her pimp, less than a year after your little triumph." The bitterness and venom in his voice confirmed that Ferreira was definitely not going to be professional about this.He paused for a moment, reflecting, sadness and regret writ large on his. “Not around here, but there is one in San Jose.” “Oh crap, I don’t have a car.” “Well, If you want to, I can take you. I have a Vespa.” “Really?” “Sure, I know the owner and he can give us a discount.” “Cool, I would love to go.” “What about tomorrow? I am off in the evening.” “Sure. We can meet here, let’s say at eight?” “Great.” When she walked off Anne kicked me under the table. “Well done.” “Nothing has happened yet, all I have is a dinner date.” “I think she likes you, or she.