I begin to hang out at local bars thinking that she would come there to be picked up by some guy and i would go home and watch them. There is a parti...ular bar on the east side of town where a lot of black men go to pick up white women. My reason for hanging out there was that my wife once told me that she liked black men. I never saw her there once, but I did see enough to make it worth my time. One evening while I was sitting at the bar, I saw a tall swarthy black man talking to a blonde. I was asked to go give a massage a lady. Now one thing is that we the masseurs were asked to wear a mask when we gave a massage. I got ready and went to the room, i found Disha sitting there with a towel wrapped around her body. She saw me but due to the mask couldnt recognize me. We exchanged hellos, and to be discreet i tried to speak like i had a deep voice. I was totally shocked to see her here and i didnt know what to do. Disha took her towel off and lay down on the massage table totally. Her knuckles whitened just a bit as she gripped them harder than necessary. My eyes paused on her delicate hands one more time. I wanted to press my lips against the back of her hand. I wanted to kiss her palm and each of her fingertips. I wanted to kiss my way up her forearms that were bare to the elbow. She was evidently oblivious to me.The presentation went well. Immediately after the presentation, she was much more relaxed. We walked around the campus (the presentation took place at a small. ’ That’s not us.This school fascination? You don’t need it. How many times were you in school and just wishing you could be somewhere, anywhere else?”She shrinks and shrugs. But the answer was ‘often’.“Exactly. Why go back when you don’t have to? All of these rules don’t apply to us. Deep down inside, you, the real you has been clamoring to get out. Now you’re becoming a woman, and the woman you are wants to live. She wants to breathe life and enjoy herself. Now that you’re here, you can. We.