' I tried not to register surprise at the husky dark skinned man in front of me. His full lips and grey stubble made him look quite mature and fatherl.... Just how I liked them. His pair of jeans covered thick thighs while his white gold tee shirt fitted him just right. He looked like a sporty and hard and masculine and handsome daddy figure. I prayed that there was going to be some attraction from his side as I was ready to strip and hop onto his lap right there and then. 'Would you like. My jaw dropped as a tough realization finally hit me. I knew that I would have to endure much more pain than that if I was going to be accepted into this group."First you losers are gonna have to strip down." Jamal commanded, holding his hands at his waist in a dominant pose. Both I and the other boy looked at him with puzzled faces."But...Jamal...isn't that a little weird?" I asked, trying to be polite. Suddenly, he flung his hand forward and grabbed tightly around my neck. As I gasped for. “The sun is over the yardarm, Sir Elijah. Time for the morning tot.”Drinking rum at midday, or any other time of day, was not something I enjoy. I have no head for rum, and even the smell turns my stomach. Nevertheless, I gave a sickly smile and thanked him.“And is cohabitation with native females still condoned nowadays, Captain?” I was part interested and part delaying the moment when I would have to take a drink from my glass.He shook his head, a truculent expression on his face. “No, them. Separate checks, of course., She told me about life in the field of accounting and how hard it was for a woman to get ahead in a male- dominated area. We talked about college and career, and found a mutual interest in old jazz. Turns out she had some early Blue Note disks I had been looking for for years, so I asked about taping them for my collection and she invited me to come over and give them a listen first.Her "little place" was a Victorian brownstone in one of the more expensive.
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