”“Don’t you do it with your hubby??”“Our sex life is not very exciting.”“Ah, that’s sad.”“I know, but how come you don’t have a ...irlfriend? You’re good looking and cute.”“Thanks”, I said smiling at her. “I just do only those ones which are interesting.”“I would have dated you if I were single you know.”Of course, I could see where this was going. “More wine?” I asked and went to get it. My mind was racing, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do something with a married woman. I decided that I will. I felt his rampant desire for me that was so pure, so perfect and oh, so very right it erased all doubt in my mind my decision was final. The world stopped turning and time stood still that moment we first made beautiful love. I would do it again.’: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Journal log, 2/4/2007 ‘Today, Hannah gave me the most special gift that any girl can give and I did my best to make our lovemaking just as special for her as it was for me because I do love her so. I want to take Hannah to Santa Cruz. You never got any answers?" "A couple of gay guys called me a few times. Not that there's anything wrong with being gay, but I'm straight. You're the first woman to call about it." "Yeah, I'm a woman. I'm Christine. And you are?" "I'm Brian. So you think you might want to be my cum-sponge?" He didn't sound so dominant, and Christine was feeling hesitant again. "I guess so," she answered. "Well, okay. When do you want to do it?" "I don't know. Any time I guess. . The folks back home would have been shocked, even appalled to know that she was having dinner with a black man, no matter his standing in the community. In the little redneck town that she was from 'good' white girls stayed with their own race; anything else was taboo. That, along with the stories about size, simply insured that Haley was curious about the prospects of being with a man of color. Unfortunately, by the time she had met one that she was attracted to, she had been a married woman..