.. got the hot dress on, the nice heels, the hair and makeup done, and just as I'm about to leave, there's a knock on the door. I open the door to see...a good looking young man passing out literature door to door to raise money for some "good cause", which of course I cannot resist. I say "hold on a moment" and run back into the house to reach for my change jar.As I grab the change and turn to go back to the front door, I am startled by the good looking man standing behind me in my room and my. The building had once been a warehouse. It had no name that I could see. There was nothing to tell what was inside the building. The only sign I could see was a neon "open" sign near a door. There was nothing to indicate that what was inside was a strip club for the local Nigerian population. When we got out of the car we heard loud dance music. I offered Jenny my arm. She sighed and whispered, "I'm not sure I can do this," as we walked to the door.I pulled the door open. Two large black men. Come up and see us some time." I'll do that," I said.After the call, I sat trying to gage the significance of Bill Nelson having been a student at Binghamton at the same time Erica was there. If Erica and Bill knew each other, neither of them ever mentioned it. When Erica and I ran into Bill and Diane at the mall, they didn't seem to know each other. I couldn't imagine any reason why Erica wouldn't tell me if she knew Bill at school.I couldn't make anything out of the Binghamton connection. Tim laughed.'Always gotta be different' he joked'It was dark when I got dressed' I lied. Jane unbuttoned and tugged away my trousers commanding Tim to remove my sweater and shirt. I looked down as the now naked Jane pulled at my boxers.'Good job they are clean' I thought out loud. I focused again on Jane. Her breasts were as firm as they had been all those years ago. Her nipples were perked and demanded attention. Tim began undressing, watching me watch Jane as her head sank deep into my.