‘Thank you, Sam,’ she whispered and took my arm when I escorted her to my car. ‘Surprise!’ I cheered silly when we arrived in front of the old...dance school. The short distance from the car park we had walked arm in arm. With some chitchat I had distracted her, and only now, she realized where I led her. With wide-open eyes she looked at me, then at the facade of the dance school. ‘Dance school Meier’ was written in large letters across the window. ‘The son has finally taken over from his father. R: I think you understood what am trying to say. I need someone to care for my needs. My feelings. Can you help me with that?M: What? I don’t understand what you’re saying? Please come to the point.R: Ok. As you know that Ajith passed away years back. As a woman, there’s no one to take care of me. I don’t want to get married to another guy. But I need someone to satisfy my needs. Since I am a widow and am staying here in Kerala, I can’t get someone trustworthy for that.M: So what you want me. Was a man’s hunger really that great, he wondered, that he would switch sides at the slightest hint of the chance of spilling some seed? Ralph tortured himself with trying to conform to what was expected of him as a straight man. Why did it matter what anyone thought of him, he wondered, when he was invisible to most people. And just when he had reconciled himself to going round and sticking it to the young man the guard dog in his brain would ask why he was even contemplating such a thought.. It seemed to dance and bob up and down as he strodetoward us. It was bigger than my dick when erect! Barb’s breathing waschoppy as he approached. As he walked by us, he smiled at my wife andsaid hello. Her eyes were riveted to his big black appendage. Hedisappeared into the distance giving us a view of his black muscularass.As Barb and I turned to walk back to our resort, I tried to lightenthe atmosphere. “I guess they grow them big around here, darling."Barb turned and said, “I didn’t know.