From her lips to my ear was a diverse parade of insights. Only the lustful tug of Rachel, sending me into that libido cloud, could draw me away from o...r conversation.After seeing her again at the club a couple Saturdays later, and continuing our far reaching discussions, it had become all one type of moment: her and the club at the table while Rachel danced and schmoozed. So when she walked into Bradley's Monday afternoon, wearing the quotidian outfit of an office worker, black suit and white. I wondered if the myth that black men were all well endowed would become a fact for me.We decided to get together at my place. When he showed up I was very pleased with what I saw. He was 6' 3", well built and stocky...nice to say the least. We made small talk for a while then the sexual tension got to be too much for both of us we got undressed and started to explore each other. I felt myself drawn to him...but in a submissive way. I wanted to please him any way he wanted. I wanted him to. "As David's attention was once again drawn to the crowd, he admired Liz's figure, shown to perfection, in a well cut fawn coloured ensemble. Liz turned back to the car and had a large smile on her face as a very handsome young man stepped out and put his arm round her waist.David was puzzled. "Who's that?" he asked. He was pretty certain that she didn't have any brothers."You really are thick sometimes" Julia laughed. "That's you!"It dawned then on David that Liz's smile was perfect. There was. "Martin laughed. "Yeah, it would be a surprise if you did for the firsttime in 22 years. I'd think aliens had abducted you and replaced youwith someone else. I'm thinking chicken something, I'll figure itout." With that Martin went down to the kitchen and about an hour laterthe scent of cooked chicken brought Steve downstairs to anotherunsolicited kiss."Chicken Marsala," Martin said with mock humility, obviously quiteproud of what he had made.Steve sat down at the kitchen table and listened.