I said "so bruh whats yo name" he said "Jay" i said "I'm Mark", he laughed and said "that corny ass name" i laughed and sat beside him on the couch. ... got straight to the point and asked so "are you bisexual" he said "hell naw, i ain't gay i ain't with that fag shit", i was afraid to look and him and challenge his statement so i looked down and said "but you fucked me". He said " shit nigga that was my first time fucking a nigga but thats what real niggas do, we fuck shit, a hole is a hole,. I was so busted. I smiled and winked back. When the meeting broke for lunch, the young redhead approached Kitty and me. “That was an amazing way to spend a boring morning. I am Samantha. People call me Sam or Red,” this young beauty said with outstretched hand. Kitty introduced herself and me. I figured nothing ventured nothing gained. “We were going up to our room for lunch. Care to join us?” I asked skeptically. “I would really like that,” Red replied. Kitty looked nervous, but went. The place looked like a palace. Mark was waiting in the living room. Mom and Hari sat on the sofa. “I notice that you are a responsible mother,” Mark said.“Yes sir,” mom said.“Then you should give your son the best.”“Yes, sir.”“Just call me Mark.”“Ok.”“Your son can study in our college if you could come upstairs and discuss with us about something.”“Why can’t we do it here?”“We can’t do it in front of your son.”“Ok, I’ll come.”He then took her hand and walked upstairs. Joseph was waiting. Became fast friends, but never laid eyes on one another. Just shared pics and conversation, and just passed time. Back and forth we talked, of how much we wanted one another . Due to circumstances and situations it seemed to never jump off. Then I got the job offer to move out of state. We decided to meet before I left town. As both our curiosities had risen to great proportions. We set a date and met up. I knew he was handsome by his pics, but when he came around the curve and I saw.