The next day, a hotel in Vegas. Did they ever stay home?One account led to another and I discovered that there were often charges made in geographical...ly different locations on the same day. A hotel in Orlando on the same night that one was paid in Acapulco. They traveled a lot, but not necessarily together. Finally, I came across the first of what I’d call Simon’s personal accounts. This account showed mainly cash deposits and cash withdrawals. Normally, if there aren’t checks you don’t know. Thick furry carpeting cushioned the floor and several couples energetically humping up and down on it—then curved up to pad long benches and couches. Unwanted clothes were scattered around in casual disarray.Sparkly disco balls rotated overhead, throwing vivid prisms across every surface. The music in here was deep and sultry, with a heady primal beat guaranteed to erupt steaming hormones into raging forest fires.His pulse spiked into overdrive as the nearest couple a lush woman kneeling. A six-foot-tall, busty and big-bottomed, big and beautiful young Black woman of Haitian descent named Stacy Duchene. One of the brightest students in the engineering program at the University of Suffolk. A personal friend of my cousin Cecilia, who introduced us. Stacy took an immediate interest in me. Apparently, educated Black men who like Black women are rare in the city of Boston. The more educated and accomplished the Black male, the more likely he is to date or marry white women. That's. He was now really rubbing me with his entire arm; then I thinkI gave the wrong signal; I spread my legs farther apart.I was not sure if it was the movie or the man next to me but I heard a "hhmmmmm" With his right hand the man reached into my shorts thru my right leg and grabbed my nowthrobbing cock. He jerked it furiously but then let go. His left arm was still massagingmy leg and with his right hand he lifted up the arm rest that was between us. I still could not look at him. I just held.