All the arrangements were made for us to travel and before we left, I had a bonus night with Andy bhai. When we reached dad’s place, mom was extreme...y tired, so she went immediately to bed. Meanwhile, I was horny, so I went into my room and started masturbating. Dad started talking to momDad = “meiney bahut dino se sex nahi kara hai”Mom = “Aaj nahi mai bahut tired hu”Dad = “yeh dekh ke tumhari saari thakaan bhag jayegi”I guess he removed his clothes.Mom = “nahi mai bahut tired hu mai soo rahi. He stared at me and asked ‘What?’ I simply had stared at him.“I want to fuck a black man. That’s what I said. I’m done with your bullshit. Your fucking meetings, your trips then coming home and not giving me what I need. I’m sick of it.”“What do you need?” He had stopped talking on the phone. Probably hung up the call altogether.“I need a black man is what I need.”I said and simply walked out that day. We never spoke of this again. He didn’t bring it up and I didn’t talk about it. He had the. "Why do you have to leave without a trick?" he shoots back. He's black, slender, wears a polo shirt and unassuming beige slacks. My gaze descends to his package. He follows my eyes. He knows there's no need for concern, his physique will speak for itself. He's winning. He hails a cab. "Where's going," the cab driver asks. "Home," he answers, gives an address somewhere uptown. His right hand is now in my lap, my left hand is in his. My emerging erection provides a sense of direction. One of the truly unique things about living in Michigan is that, no matter in what city you choose to live, there will be a college or university there, or at least nearby. Where there are colleges, there are young ladies. When one has graduated and is gainfully employed and sharing his living costs with his roommate, one (that would be me) finds that he can afford to go "scouting" more often. Of course, Mickey was far more proficient at enticing the quarry to our table, but he had good enough.