" You bet a thousand dollars on a football game. We can't afford to lose that kind of money." I didn't bet him a thousand dollars." But you just said....." I said he bet me a thousand dollars. I told him that I couldn't cover that much so he let me bet $500 and something else of equal value." What do you mean 'something else of equal value'?" I don't know how to say this... He said that if you would have sex with him, that would be worth $500." What! You told him that I would have sex with him?. It wasn't long until a flood of sensations washed over me and I lay on my bed panting. (OH YEAH, IT WORKS!!!) I read about how an aroused man's penis becomes hard and erect and that he places it in the woman's vagina, and this is called sexual intercourse, and it is pleasurable for both the man and the woman. (Of course, this was pre HIV so there was no mention of condoms, but the rhythm method would be a good method of birth control, should the woman not want to conceive. Conceive What???). He was black. No one was there except for her and the homeless man. He is 60 years old, big built, balding afro hair, black beard with streaks of white hairs. He's wearing this used to be white but now grey dirty singlets, you can see his saggy belly above the 10 year old sweat pants. She can smell him from miles away, the stench is really on the nose. He smiled at her and said hi. She returned the smile and hi, feeling a bit uncomfortable by the friendliness. He came up to her and said how. I looked round the room thinking that whoever it was must be watching me. The restaurant was busy with people taking breakfast. A few people seemed to notice that I was looking, and acknowledged me with a smile. The other guests, the waiters, there were any number of possible candidates, but none gave any hint that they had enjoyed licking and finger fucking me last night. I opened the envelope. It was standard hotel key folder with a room number, and a time. Inside the key folder was a key.