It wasn't a big deal as its' not the first time I had seen someone I would have liked to play with and couldn't or it failed to happen for some other ...eason. When I got in the car we talked about the night and all I had to say was that I had sex with my man, a beautiful woman, and gave a little bit of a blow job to another man. Don't get me wrong, it was not a bad night at all, I enjoyed it very much, but I had to ask what my man thought about Mark and Tina. He said, "Mark seems like a douche. They were all black, a dark black, with typical negroid features. Many people of the white race still referred to them as ?Niggers? in this part of the country, old traditions seem to die a very slow death. While Sandy and I never used that term outwardly sometimes we would use it between ourselves to denote a particularly lazy, not too bright, somewhat dirty class of people who seemed to think that the world owed them a living. They were at that age where only athletics and girls held much. It’s just that...”I put my brushes down and wiped my hands. I was relieved that Arthur did not offend this lovely girl. I tried to make light of my faux pas, “I’m so sorry, I guess I missed the mark with my matchmaking this time.”Karen put down the prop she was holding and walked over to me in just her thong. She put her hand on my arm, “I am gay.”I looked at her lovely face and body and realized who it was that I was depicting in my erotic drawings. I reached out with my hand and touched her. So accordingly, on that day, I told my parents that we friends are going for a pickinck in Khandala. They have no objection as I was well settled myself and was doing really well.Accordingly, on that day, I took my car and proceeded to Khandala. I reached the Kamath Hotel at Khandala, where we had decided to meet each other. After waiting for about 30 minutes, she arrived and I was really stunned that she was looking georgious in the Black T-Shirt and Black Jeans. Her T-Shirt was wet due to.