Maurer went on to tell me that he an opening in two daysif I wanted to go ahead. I enthusiastically agreed to come back in twodays.It was nearly dinne...time by the time I arrived back at home. Morgangreeted me at the door with a kiss and a drink. When I asked her why thespecial treatment, she smiled and said that she was just happy to see mecoming out of my depression. We had a lovely dinner, and after I cleanedup the kitchen, she asked me to come into the bedroom. When I arrived inthe bedroom,. I used to try to put people at ease. You know, I would try to smile or whistle some Disney song. I mean how dangerous can a man who is whistling the theme song to "Frozen" be? Doesn't matter. I'm just a black man to them. Well I'm done with trying to be the nice guy. You think I'm some bad ass nigger. Fine. I'll play your game. It all started one day when I was at a medical convention in Atlanta. It'd been a long day and I finally got back to the hotel and needed to take the elevator. She had big breasts and beautiful curves. Her neck was delicate and she and a well-defined chin. She had big lips and deep, mysterious eyes. She had her sword by her side for protection. As she was walking through the forest she heard a rattle in the bushes. Her reflexes took over and she took out her swords. As she stood in the middle of a grove she saw a bunch of small eyes coming out through the bushes. It was a gang of smaller goblins, only about 30 cm high, armed with clubs and dressed in. Over and over again she repeatedthose words she heard from His lips. "Are you still there my pet?" She heard suddenly breaking her trainof thought. "Yes," was all she could muster up to say. "Yes what?" he demanded softly. "Yes, I am still here." She spoke quietly. The phone went dead. She looked at the receiver of the phone a littlein shock. Suddenly feeling more alone then she ever had. Her hands shook asshe hung up the phone. I am being silly she thought to herself. A five-minuteone-sided.