” I could hear the warm smile in her voice. “It’s just that I gave up of waiting for men to make the first move ages ago. I mean, what’s the p...int if half of them chicken out, and the other half are boring, self-centred egotists? If I see a bloke I fancy, why can’t I make the first move and just fuck him? That’s what you men do, isn’t?”“I don’t know, I don’t think I’ve ever fancied a bloke.”She laughed and slapped my shoulder playfully. “You know what I mean.”“Well your chat-up routine is a. He almost felt sorry forthe black guy, being born with such a deformity. He probably couldn't getan erection and orgasm. Neil looked down at his own shrunken penis andwiggled it to get it to come out and be its normal length. He shook itaround a bit and let it hang at its normal flaccid length of threeinches... if he held his belly back at the top. Again, nothing a fewsit-ups couldn't solve.Neil stepped into the shower and closed the curtain. He turned onthe water and stood under the water-fall. Hating to admit that he was the same thing until now, Carter explained it to him. “A player is just that; he plays the field to satisfy his needs, but doesn't really care about anyone. I was a player, too, until I met you.” Daniel held him tightly and tried to understand.“He's going to hurt Peter, isn't he?” Daniel asked, already preparing himself for the painful reply.Carter thought carefully before answering. “I don't know where things stand between them, but my guess is that he will,” Carter. " Bullshit! What do you want from us?" That's another thing. Miguelito didn't have the political savvy to refrain from speaking his mind on things. If he had been willing to go along more with things, he and his people would have done better. Here I was making a generous, and wholly unexpected, contribution to his people's welfare, and he couldn't even pretend to be grateful or that he even thought for one minute that I was acting out of my honest concern. I could tell by the way old Miguelito.