This was my reward for the pleasure I was about to bring them.Sometimes we'd return and I'd hear whispered talk with the expression "never happen".A k...ss and a quickie doesn't make a guy a HOMO.I've heard that expression from many of my black lovers friends over the years.Then,quite suddenly,they'd contact me and wonder if they can come over to talk.If I liked them,I'd invite them over.They did want to be assured that they'd be meeting me as a woman as they'd only seen me out on the town,all. "John is a major player in what goes on in the seamier side of the city. He has his fingers in all most every illegal activity in town. Gambling, dope, prostitution, you name it and John is getting a piece of the action." He noticed the look on Susan's face, "Oh I know he can be very charming when he wants to be, but he can be very ruthless when he has to be."Susan did not believe it. Surely Harry was mistaken. Or was he? Could John be the man Harry described?Susan got a partial answer to that. Though she was exaggerating a bit at how long it had been since we had sushi, really it was only two or three weeks ago. "Of course where else would we go? Now go upstairs and get ready I'm going to go talk to your mom for a bit then we can go." I said mostly to the back of her retreating body as she was halfway to the stairs before I had gotten the first sentence out of my mouth. Smiling at how silly my baby girl could be I turned around wrapped my arm around Diana's waist and started to lead. He apologized for upsetting me. I almost giggled into the phone. He thought I was mad at him when I hung up, I really just wanted to play with my clit til I came. He would really be shocked if he knew what I had been thinking when I came. Or maybe not.We talked for some time. I didn't want him to think I was angry with him. We talked about his photography ambitions, he wanted to be a professional photography, preferably for playboy or penthouse magazines. I joked about him just wanting to look.