At least, it wasn't like my marriage was. It was, however, a very satisfying relationship in every respect. As time wore on, our nervousness about Leo... diminished, but it never disappeared entirely. I was worried, because he was a big man, physically at least, and clearly accustomed to getting his own way through violence and intimidation. I had no resources in the way of self-defence, or weapons skills, to offer any resistance. Denise, I think, was more worried than I, as she had a closer. ‘This is nice, not what I expected at all.’ ‘Did you expect that I’d serve up any old rubbish to my best customer?’ ‘Only customer.’ She corrected. ‘Well yes, now that you mention it.’ While we talked I was taking stuff out of the fridge and loading it onto a tray in readiness to take it to her room. There was the usual motel type stuff, some teabags and small containers of single shot coffee powder, those little containers of long life milk, cups and saucers, a drinking glass, a jug of cold. A lot of times, White women appear to be into Black men but they’re always getting us into trouble. Look at what happened to Mike Tyson, Kobe Bryant and Tiger Woods. All a White woman has to do is say a Black man did her wrong, and then he’s doomed. Sad but true. Not much has changed since the days of Emmett Till. I found myself confused and lonely in Ottawa. A young Black man stuck in a City where Black women hated Black men with a fiery passion and eagerly joined forces with White guys and. "I'm not quite ready," I said. "Do you mind making yourself at home fora few minutes?"I hurried back to my bedroom and put on my earrings and my bracelet. Aquick spritz of 'White Linen' and I was out the door with my purse inhand."Ready," I said."You look lovely." Really?" Absolutely!"He led me to his car and opened the door for me. It was a late modelCadillac that had a console between the drivers and passenger seat. Iwas a little sorry I couldn't slide over next to Mike.The drive to the.