“I’m looking for a seaweed, uh...” I suddenly realized I didn’t even know what such a thing would be called.“You want to find some seaweed?�...� he asked, eyeing me strangely. “Ocean’s just down the road apiece!”“Well, sure. But what I’m trying to say is that I’m looking for a place around here that collects seaweed and sells it. A store, or a business.”The man frowned as he searched his mental knowledge of the area.“I can’t say I know of such a place, sorry. Unless you mean some of the fish. Ben was this supper hot guy, sophomore in college (big that he was a college guy) that was smooth in all the ways the high school guys I had been messing around with werent. He had a great car, a fake id, and after a few nights, I saw he had a pretty nice dick. I sucked him a few times, and he had fucked my ass one night in the most unromantic way in the back seat of his car (I know&hellip, so clich? Then school started. I didnt see him for a few weeks, and then we had plans to go out on. " Is that all you wanted to ask?" she smiled."No, there's one more thing. Until I can find the right people, people who will really make the business profitable, I need one person to help get the business started."He looked into her eyes."You want me? You want me to help you?" she stammered, her heart bursting with joy."Would you?" Oh God, YES!," she cried rejoicing at what she hoped would be a breakthrough in their relationship.She paused."But what is this job? Can I handle it? I don't want to. Because this was one hot looking young black man! He reminded me of either a Hollywood leading man, or a pornstar with a bodybuilders physique. "Hello mom!" Gerome says as he greets me as if he'd been knowing me all of his life, how's the college recruiting going so far?" That's what I do, I'm a college recruiter for a local university, my son had no intentions of attending there, and as you'll find out later on, I had no intention of him coming there either. Gerome gave me a huge hug, I could.