"Should we drive, Boss?" Left angel asked. "We do not have a permit yet." Right angel confessed."We'll deal with that." I hadn't had to drive in a cou...le years, but it didn't take that long to remember how. "You two won't have to do this often anyhow."They were quiet most of the trip. I found a copy place, sent a couple faxes, made a couple phone calls and let Bill know I was running late.In the car back to the restaurant, the angels both seemed tense."Alright. I hate secrets. So spill it.. " I pressed on "But how does Karl deal with it? I mean what the fuck, man." Jess replied "Cindy says he loves it - I know, I don't get it either. She said it turns him on like nothing else to see Fred pound his huge meat into her." I couldn't help but feel my dick stir at my wife's lingo. "What else did she say?" "That's it really..." Jessica stopped, but it was clear that she was withholding something. I continued "Jess... What else babe? I can tell that's not all she said." She blushed. Racism is genetic. Let me explain further. There is something called Xenophobia. Simply put, it means Fear of Strangers. Everyone has it in them. That’s why Blacks and Whites give each other funny looks when they meet. That’s why Hispanics and Asians look at each other and everyone who isn’t a member of their race, in an odd light. People like to be surrounded by their own kind. They don’t like those who are different. Tall people feel out of place in an environment filled with short people.. I could feel him start to stiffen really quickly as I worked on him but just as I thought things were progressing nicely he pulled out and buttoned up. Our friend the cyclist was approaching. What a pain and bloody obvious that two blokes in woods are not out camping.Anyway I walked off in the direction of the car And got some twenty yards when I thought sod it I've started so I'll finish. I stopped and beckoned my new friend over to join me. Kneeling reasonably well concealed I started again.