"It's not even after noon yet. Who's up at...ten in the morning?" He squinted at the alarm clock and thought that he might as well get up early. He co...ld feel a strange sensation about his ass, and when he reached a hand back there, he realized immediately that someone's--ahem--seminal fluid had stained his buttocks. "One of those nights," he muttered to himself, dabbing his posterior with his fingers.After what seemed like ages of protracted struggling, Cielo managed to sit up on the edge of. He had been very careful not to close the gap too fast on the wandering, laughing couple. As far as he knew at the time the very worse case scenario was for him to be discovered and be accused of spying, of trusting neither his new bride nor his best friend.But within minutes of them entering the romantic, moonlit clearing his priorities changed.When they finally stopped walking Glenn kept a little distance, ten meters or so. But soon, consumed with the apparent direction of events, he placed. The whistling and cat calls stopped.The bartender asked Jerome what he wanted. "Beer for me and what ever the lady would like" he offered."Rum and Coke please" I ordered. Being so nervous I forgot to ask about a phone.I grew up in a small town and never socially interacted with a black person. I heard all the rumors about them and did not associate much in college either. After talking to Jerome over drinks I dispelled any of the rumors I heard, he seemed very nice.Half way through my third. " I grinned at him. "Speedy don't work here any more."On my way out of the store I saw a girl in her late teens pass in front of me on the sidewalk. I thought she might have eyed me, too, but I was moving too quickly to be certain. I pulled out my key ring and was standing at the driver's side of my car, fishing for the door key, when I saw that the girl had stopped on the corner and was looking at me.She had long, dark, curly hair that looked a little dry but was neatly combed instead of.