Along the way he gestured toward the upper end of the baseball field I looked at.“See that guy at the plate?” he asked.“Yes.” I said and glanc...d over him, to find him kind of ugly.“He’s got a big cock and loves to have a man suck it. You should try it sometime.”I felt surprised to hear those words. I looked the guy over a second time, but didn’t think him much to look at. But someone once told me the same myth that applies to black men, applies to ugly men. I can’t lie; it made me right. ”“Well we’ll be paying cash, and we’ll want them delivered, can you arrange that?”“Yes sir,” he managed without swallowing, “Would you like a look inside it?”“Yes please,” mum smiled.He went off into the office for the keys, but it was the older salesman who came back holding a set of keys.“I understand you wish to look inside the vehicle,” he said snootily earning our instant dislike.“Yes but the young man is dealing with us thank you,” mum said.“Oh I’ve sent him off to make the tea, would you. In the meantime Ronnie’s mother turned on the shower. When I turned back, I saw she had taken off her blouse and was tossing it into corner in an offhand manner. “You know,” she said, “I consider it very flattering that a young boy such as yourself still looks at me in such a manner. And . . . I not only consider it flattering, I also think it’s incredibly horny.”Now that made me swallow really hard. I had never before heard an adult say the word ‘horny’ and the fact Ronnie’s mother said it in. You should have put them in the morgue," someone yelled.I felt myself blushing. Jackie started dragging me away from the crowd. I was grateful she did. We managed to get to our first class, but not with out being stopped by students wanting to congratulate me. The first three days of the week we would be stopped so someone could fondle us. In retrospect, I preferred it to what was happening now.Our first hour English class was also our homeroom. We would receive announcements about upcoming.