She was shocked and pushed me away. By that time my dhoti had got loosened and dropped to the floor. I was not wearing an underwear and my erect manho...d was visible. She looked at it twice and went down in protest. I knew she would complain to my mother. I remained in my room. By the time I went down in the evening for Tea, she had gone. While giving tea, my mother told that everything was okay. I did not know what was meant by it, whether she is ready to have sex with me or whether she would. I checked into a hotel downtown. After I had gotten settled in and had made my first visit, I came back and changed clothes. I asked the clerk where the best place would be to have some fun that night. He told me and I made my way down there. It was a lovely night club with many people in it. There was both whites and blacks present. Being from the South, I did not know much about interracial sex or even dating for that matter. I was looking for some white lady to have fun with. . Whenever I was this happy I intuitively braced myself for disaster. Iwas going to have to start thinking of wedding plans. Sure, we couldhave waited till Christmas time or beyond for that matter, but why? Yes,I could think of one very good reason to "wait" but I wasn't going tolet my mind take a trip down that road. I wasn't sure what time the restof the house was getting up, so I ate some cereal, drank my coffee, madea sandwich, and out the door I went.The Barclays lived a few miles away on. Those thoughts about everything that happened would start again. However, I also began thinking I would not have the same guilt that I did beforehand especially after a few months away."Melissa. It's been awhile." I said."Yeah. It has. Look Im glad I ran into you....Im sorry for everything that happened and I was wondering if maybe you would want to get together and talk about things." she asked."Ahh.... Yeah sure. Maybe you can come over for dinner does.. Friday night sound good." I.