It's when I bend forward over my ankle to buckle the strappy stiletto sandal that the inky black fingers of whatever illegal cocktail of drugs that's ...een introduced into my bloodstream slides over my brain like a malignant mutant (nine-legged) octopus, smudging up and squishing out the last of my consciousness and thereupon I tumble forward in slow-motion to the polished hardwood floor like a soft little pillow at my mistress's booted feet. For half the party--my own party!--I'm just not with. Putting down the glasses she grinned again and then disappeared. I looked but she did not return to the window. I was so hoping this would be an ongoing event in our lives. My apartment building fronted on a main surface road to the campus. It was on a corner, with a side road going to the east. Across that corner, on the opposite corner, was a brick apartment building. It was, in fact just next door to the building my sexy hippie girl lived in. I loved her reddish hair done up in dreadlocks. I told him off the bat that I was a CD but at first he didn't believe me. After some convincing, we agreed to meet up for coffee and after a short time, began dating. He is married but has a thing for shemales. We began having sex a few months later and he likes to play the role of a john with me as his whore. I liked the role and played it with enthusiasm.I arrived at the park and he was already there. At 6'03" and 240 lbs, he is a total stud. We kissed and headed down the trail toward a. "Shit, I'm sorry!" I stammered, pulling the robe around me, finally covering up. "I thought you were in trouble and needed me." James just looked up and nodded."Well, um..." He started. "I kind of need to use the bathroom." "Oh, I see." I thought for a second and continued. "Well, not to be too blunt but is it number one or number two?" "One." He said quietly, clearly embarrassed about having to share this type of info with his neighbor."Ok then. Let's get you up and to the bathroom then." I.