Matthew pulled me into a dimly lit and blessedly empty locker room. “Take off your jacket,” he said, taking off his own.I disrobed with shaking ha...ds. Nudity wasn’t enough for Matthew. Confirming my suspicions about the place, Matthew commenced to buckling cuffs from his bag onto my wrists and ankles.While I had one leg hiked lewdly on the bench for him to cuff, a statuesque blonde woman in a skin tight bright flowery body suit walked in pulling a demure looking asian woman behind her. I tried. For all I knew it might have been a cultural thing for black men to be more direct with women.I know that I should have slapped his face or given him some shit for talking to me that way. But there was just something about his smile, friendliness and assertive manner that was attractive to me. I couldn’t understand my feelings; especially given the way I had been raised to be prejudiced against black people. He seemed so self-assured and I was curious whether he really had any experience with. I had gotten the vapors a little bit after reading the note. I put the note in my pocket and went back to work.The next day, Thomas was about check out of the hospital. I was in doctor mode as I helped him with some paperwork. I gave him my phone number if he wanted to call me. I advised him to rest, go to rehab, and try not to do anything strenuous to himself. He gave me his number in exchange. We smiled at each other a bit as went on his way to recovery.Four to five weeks later, I had just. The afternoon began well enough with drinks on the lawn and a fine buffet, I was wearing a summer dress with a halter neck that really flattered me in every way. The wine was flowing and everyone was having a great time, all of a sudden a voice from behind me said, " wow, she ha got some body on her , just look at that arse, and I bet she is not wearing any knickers either" , I turned round to see the area manager and my boss admiring the view," well Im sorry to dissapoint you guys but I am.