I said, Yes. She thought a second, and said, Sounds good. That motherfucker. Maybe we could get the same room. Great idea! I said. I didnt tell her I ...ad already paid for and reserved the room for the two nights. Well, the evening was everything I had hoped for. Although she didnt wear leopard-patterned underwear, her body shined in the moonlight when she walked to the drapes to close them. I had never before made love to a woman of color. It was everything its cracked up to be. What a ride.. "When I went to school we didn't have any Sex Ed and I was clueless. I remember picking up a copy of the Joy of Sex and finding out all that I had been missing. But I was already twenty-four. I was mad as hell that no one had ever taught me any of this. I'm glad that Lisa won't grow up ignorant as I was," she finished."Thank you, Mrs. Hernandez," I said."Miss," she corrected emphatically. "I'm divorced."And available, I heard in her voice. "I'm glad you approve of my choice. I'm sure Lisa will. Neither rain, nor sleet, nor fog of brain stayed this boozer from his appointed rounds — and when he was drinking, he never missed a round at ‘O’Brian’s Pub’. ‘Thanks for dropping it off, Tim.’ ‘Seeya later.’ ‘Have a good night.’ Sam didn’t feel the door when he closed it. He didn’t see the porch light go out when he turned off the switch, or hear Tim’s BMW roar away. His physical senses were numbed by the handwriting on the package. It was Jan’s. ‘DAD, I’M READY!’ The shout from upstairs. As it turned out her body had matured since we last parted company and actually rivaled Mom. When Mom made love she did so out of desperation to be wanted. Although Vanessa had a need to be wanted as well, when she made love it was freer, simply wanting to give and receive pleasure rather than trying to win affection.We saw each other a couple of times during that week she was home from school and, believe me, we made the most of it. That creamy chocolate skin. pouty lips and rich brown eyes.