And before class ended, she ‘accidentally’ scribbled her cell phone number in my textbook. Am I lucky or what? When I went home that night, I was ...ager to do four things. One, remember to thank God that the hottest Black woman on campus liked me. Two, tell my buddy Richard all about it. Three, dial up Marguerite and chat her up. Four, tell all my friends on Facebook who my future wife’s going to be. Okay, I might be getting ahead of myself here. I called Richard first. He was busy watching. Despite being educated and working all through college, he barely had two dollars to rub together after paying for food, rent, insurance, and student loans. Everything else he wound up spending on Vanessa, who seemed to be the only person capable of bringing a smile to his face at the moment. Mark had always had a predilection for a certain type of woman. Throughout his life he had developed crushes on various babysitters, teachers, and older cousins; essentially anyone who was any kind of. .. I said it ... I want you. I just stared at him not knowing how to respond but knowing he was right to some extent. I changed the subject and said let’s go to lunch. I limped to his BMW SUV and got in. We drove to Jason’s Deli nearby and ate. We got back into his car and like last time, he leaned over and kissed me with tongue this time. I instinctively sucked his tongue into my mouth returning his kiss. I then thought again ... WTF am I doing?I broke our kiss and looked away. I said, Joey,. I cooked a romantic meal, shaved myself clean, put on some lacey underwear and covered the sitting room in candles. I found a porn dvd we had bought on a recent trip to Amsterdam and put it in the tv, then lay down some duvets on the floor in front. When he returned home, he glanced in the living room and laughed, 'looks good!' We enjoyed our romantic meal, drank down some wine and headed to the living room for some fun. We put the dvd on, it was a typical porn film, no real story but soon some.