I told her it was fine for me if she let any black man do the lotion on her. She said maybe next time. I went for a beer walking up to a bar on the be...ch. I found the young black man that had tried to apply the tan lotion on my wife’s body. His name was Jamal and he looked to be a nice guy…For the rest of the day I saw other white wives getting rub down and the local black men running their black hands on the good spots. I did see Jamal again while getting another beer. He gave me some good. I could see that she thought we had her.I went to one shelf and moved it back, revealing a wall safe. A converted gun safe, I kept my 'treasured' items in there.I opened it and took out one neatly packed crate of stuff. I came back to the sofa and sat next to Lisa. Then I started to pull out what was inside."I have copies of all your report cards. And that award letter you got in the first grade for that drawing you did. And here are the DVDs of your sports games and your recitals and--" What's. I’ll definitely have to check it out then.”He turned and headed up the street. The two women followed behind him laughing. They thought he was going to be in for the shock of his life. They decided that they wanted to see the expression on his face when he realized that it was a lesbian bar.After a half a block, one of them said, “Wait up for us.”Dan waited for them to catch up. As they walked, he said, “I hope that I haven’t kept my mother and sister waiting too long.”The two women cracked up. Jai —nahi be … Yukk … Ye mujhse nahi hoga. Wo mujhpe bharosha karti hai, upar se bahut bholi hai wo. Agar maine jabardasti uski izzat luti to wo kahi kisiko bata na de, ya fir sharm se khudkhushi na karle. Police case hojayega yar.Dost —-ek tarika hai, jisse wo khushi khushi tujhe apna jism de degi. Par iska koi garanty nahi hai.Jai –kya!!?Jai ka dost jai ko us tarike ke bareme bataya, to jai khush hogaya, aur kehne lega, ye to bahut acchha tarika hai. Sanp bhi mar jayegi aur lathi bhi nahi.