" Jessica asked "What for?" I responded"I want to talk about something. Come here" she replied moving up making room as I moved to the couch."Have you... ever French kissed a girl?" Jessica randomly asked me in a voice barely above a whisper. "Yeah I have a few times, Have you?" I replied in the same tone "Just a couple times also, who did you kiss?" Jessica asked as her demeanor seemed to change a bit. "You ever meet that girl Ashley from down the street?" I replied looking at her "The little. Whatever!Shortly after we started dating she asked... no, she told me to let my hair grow long. She said she loved long hair on men and that my hair was so thick and full that it would look great if it was longer. I soon gave up and just let it grow. I thought she would get tired of it after awhile and I could get it cut short again. No such luck. The longer it got the more she liked it. I mean she soon had me using her shampoo and conditioner and she brushed and blow dried it for me every time. So many people, including other blacks, seem to feel its all animalistic and primitive. While a good deal is, there is so much more to it than just that.I noticed several times her dark brown eyes slid to take a surreptitious glance at the section where I displayed the Lesbian art. Of course it wasn't just art, I also had books, collections of poetry, posters and music. I briefly considered turning the conversation to one of the Sapphic poets but thought that might be pushing things a little.. She was going to turn half of the unfinished basement into a man-cave for him. She hired a contractor and took off a half day to get estimates. Once she decided on the company, she shared with Doug so he could collaborate. Doug was thrilled. It also meant that he need to step up his game for his wife’s presents – which he did. He consulted with the contractor and came up with a great floor plan that included soundproofing so it wouldn’t bother the ladies of the house. It was all completed.