Just stop.."The big black man stuck the tip of his giant black cock against the tiny hole of the frightened white boy. He held it there for a few mome...ts. The white man was so frightened of what he knew would come, he was shaking all over. The black man acted like he was going to stick it in, but kept stopping short. The rest of them laughed and hollared at the white boy's fear."All right, I'm sorry." The man said comically, and then shoved the entire length in with no further ceremony.The. I remembered the last time Martha and I were together in Memphis, when we spent a day at a Holiday Inn. Great, I thought: every building and every street in this town is going to remind me of Martha. I gazed out the window. The sameness. The boredom. The torpor. The bleaching sun. The enervating, choking humidity. The empty sidewalks. The empty stores. The churches, churches, churches, and the revival camps. Signs directing traffic to Elvis Presley's house."Did you see the Statue of Liberty?". I stood watching a line on a graph revealing my child’s mortal peril. The L&D staff hurried about their tasks with urgency and professional calm, preparing her for what was necessary. I need to be strong I told myself, she needs me to be calm and supportive. I looked in her eyes and started to stammer out those platitudes appropriate to the situation. I could see my fear reflected back to me, but she smiled, squeezed my hand and told me that this is what she deserved for marrying a man a foot. When he wanted to have it. He did everything else she asked, and they spent hours in a clasping naked embrace, as he gave her most of the pleasure she sought ... but not all. As the wedding approached, she began to see that this had been a good thing after all. She couldn’t wait for her honeymoon. She was getting the man of her dreams, quite literally, and there would be something new and exciting on their first night as a married couple.There was another thing she’d been wanting for years, and.