The terrain was flat. Scanning the landscape, there were no bridges or buildings in which I could hide. I just kept on the throttle, hoping I would ge...t out of the storm before the lightning hit me. I was wrong. I do not remember seeing or feeling the lightning bolt. A flash of light that was brighter than the sun temporarily blinded me. The light was not incandescent like the sun. It was more like an arc welder. There was no pain, just a warm feeling. I was traveling about 70 MPH, unable to see. This particular party is being thrown by C— K— and it will be filled with beautiful people…the Gay A-List…which fortunately, my darlings, I am on.’ ‘I’d love to see the yacht. It must be about one hundred and eighty feet long’ ‘We’ll see, Raymond. If you’re a good fellow perhaps I’ll take you for a tour.’ ‘Thanks, I’d love that.’ The yacht was everything I’d imagined and more. As they exited the car, Wayne suggested that I take the tour now because ‘…things could get steamy later.’ He suggested. He replied "just keep coming back to me beautiful". I came back to applause from the table. Mark asked Tim truth or dare. He responded with dare. He said I want you to yell out the size of your limp dick. We all laughed. Tim yelled out "I'm 8 inches limp, and pleasure for the hoes when I'm not." Mark and I called him a liar. I knew black men were supposed to be big but that had to be lie. Later on in the night Mark was loaded and was being a mean drunk like he can be at times. I asked Tim to. I don’t know what happened to Jessie’s real dad, but, she certainly got lucky with her stepdad. Like I’ve said, her Mom and step Dad seemed very nice.My boyfriend, Aaron, loved the fact I hung out with Jessie. He liked me being with her, at her house, because, that means I wasn’t out talking to other guys. Aaron was a very jealous guy, and somewhat, controlling. But, I love him. I thought before that we’d marry someday. He was my man, and I was his girl. If I wasn’t with Aaron, I was with.