My day brightened even more when Basheera brought me in some clothes around mid-morning. She handed me a pair of olive green trousers and a t-shirt. T...e trousers were loose in the waist and about three inches too short but they would do; the t-shirt was a white rib knit wife-beater. While I thought I looked ridiculous, at least I was clothed. Adara and I worked on my Arabic all day. The other women dropped in often and conversed with me. I have a flair for language and I was making very good. Then, to his admission that he was bi and that he thought I was an attractive older guy; for his way of thinking, my being a total bottom was a very big plus – which led to more questions then, one of my own, “So…you would be interested in having a little sexual fun with me?” he admitted that he would probably be very interested in that.“You will probably find my ‘size’ more to your liking anyway.”“Maybe I should check to make sure?”“Okay, where do we go to do that?”We had been sitting at a. I stopped at Dunkin’ on the way to the gym, grabbing a large coffee to wake me up. I sat in my car for a few minutes once I had arrived, waking up and visualizing my workout. Fifteen minutes later, I was standing on a lifting platform with a loaded barbell on the floor in front of me. The workout was a series of power cleans, an explosive movement where the bar is ripped from the floor and caught up around the shoulders. I started light and gradually increased the weight until the final few. "Yes he was, I just hope his mothers are as understanding as we are,"answered Sugar. "Of course it isn't our Daughters that he was flirtingwith. I doubt even Darlene will be ready for that day." No and I hope to put it off as long as possible," I said as I kissedthem both. But already I knew that the boys were drawn to Daffodil andTalia like Moths to flames."You know when they return to school they will have more time to spendwith boys," Sugar nudged my shoulder and pointed to where Daffodil.