The fact that he erroneously viewed his fetish as being submissive is what allowed him to believe that he was pardoned of his responsibility of being ... total and complete asshole who wanted what he wanted, when he wanted, how he wanted, without regard, respect, or reverence to anyone else. His fascination with the Black female body was colored by his hatred of the Black male one. The more a woman looked like a man, the more he was obsessed with being the “victim” of her abuse. If she was. " It's a big weight off her shoulders too, Crystal. She's been dragging this around with her for a long time. I just gave her the push that made her do what I think she knew she needed to do anyway." Quit selling yourself short. I choose to believe you had everything to do with making it happen. That's final!" she snapped, grabbing me again in a bear hug. "If I haven't told you yet, Rick, I'm very happy Astrid has chosen you ... and you have chosen her. You two are perfect for each other.. The first time he’d seen her, she was arm candy of a movie director at a fancy party in LA. He heard her laugh first, or so the narrative he spun for himself began. Her laugh was so full of life and light, he quickly turned to see who could be making this beautiful, musical laughter and their eyes met. Fireworks, fireworks as their eyes met, or so Pierre liked to recall. He’d never seen eyes quite so green, almost a blue spruce green, with tiny flecks of amber. It was then he’d fallen under her. Nice to meet you,” She said, a glint in hereyes.I also noticed she was rubbing her thighs together.“It’s nice to meet you too,” I said, suddenly nervous.“I don’t know why,” Monica/mom said, “But I get thisfeeling that I can trust you. I always need to get toknow a boy first before I…trust him.”I think she wanted to say before she trusted him enoughto fuck him.“I have a secret place I like to swim, a place I haven’ttold any.