All of the above."Again, I chose "D" and thought, Hell, I may get my 80 percent after all.Finally, I'd reached the last question on the quiz: "Which ...nswer bestdescribes the model's penis? A. Fully erect. B. Fully flaccid. C.Semi-erect. D. Non-existent (women don't have male genitals)."Penis?Had I read the fucking question right? I reread it. Twice. Sureenough, the word was there. I snickered. What the hell was this, atrick question? I wondered. If so, Professor Emile sure as hell. This is false, of course, but it took me being a cuckold before I realized that maybe being white didn't really place me in the privileged position I'd thought I was part of!The first time I ever witnessed my wife fucking another man, another black man, I should say, for the sake of clarification, that was when I understood, at gut-level, that I was by no means 'superior' to a black man, either socially, or sexually!In my minds eye, even now, I can clearly see Duane, the first of many other. I spent a lot of time in that bathroom. The lady that worked there hired me and would always bend down near me so I could see her tits. It took a while before I caught on, that she always wore a bra, but right before she would do this, she'd use the bathroom Obviously that's where she took it off and undid an extra button. I didn't know any of it was intentional till later. I just went for the toilet every time I saw her tits. One day I got caught staring to long and she asked if I needed. “Damn, I wish I was thick.”Becky came from an environment that was not like the other sisters. She picked that college because of their diversity after high school. She admitted she was bitchy. She needed to mature. She needed a change. However, sometimes that insecurity peeked out of her. After she was done in the shower, she put on her lip gloss; red was the color of her lipstick as she puckered her lips in the mirror as she put it on slowly.Red was also the color of jealousy as she rocked.