He was neatly dressed in a white button-up shirt and black slacks, but she could see the way his burly body bulged and strained against the material. ...er heart beat rapidly as a surge of lust swept through her wanton loins. The titillating idea of a forbidden, sexual encounter with a Negro made her feel promiscuously excited. She knew that her father would be utterly aghast if he ever even suspected that she was attracted to a black man, let alone actually had a sexual encounter with one. Well,. You had to bring your own beverages, so we had a bottle of whiskey and would buy the setups from the club. It was smoky and loud, and full of beautiful, sleazy women. Most of them only wearing G-strings, as they trolled around looking for someone willing to spend money. I told Peggy she was over dressed. She blushed. I hoped she’d be just wearing her thong before long.We found a table close to the stage but off to one side. I wanted to see the girls dancing but I didn’t want to have them right. “He and Wally make a perfect pair, they both like it rough.”I did not reply because I was totally bewildered by the revelation. After a few moments, however, Virgil then went on to explain. “Purgatory was a rough place when we were teenagers and if you only got the strap once a week, you were doing well. I hated being whipped but Vernon became addicted to it. Corporal punishment is not my scene but every now and then, I give in and whip his arse.”After a sustained silence the frantic activity. And I was about to join their ranks. I wasn't asked if I wanted to. My interests, concerns and desires were never taken into account. Maybe they didn't think I had any.Fact is, when I wasn't working I spent most of my time at various libraries. I didn't watch TV, didn't go to movies or concerts, didn't hang out in bars or clubs, didn't have friends or lovers ... the list of things I didn't do or have was nearly endless. I did go to the gym, I ran, sometimes for hours but never in competition. I.