“What are you talking about?” April was reading the sheet of paper. I responded, “Look at those tight shorts and how they hug her pussy, where y...ou can see the shape of it.” April then turned around and took a drink. I continued, “And there’s view B…every man’s dream.” He had a look of horror. “Why are you saying such things?” April left the kitchen and retreated upstairs. I put my hand on his knee. “She needs a lesson in reality. She thinks that girls should get what they want. But she needs to. The remaining time sped by and it was time for our wedding.Susan, Morgan’s mother, was out of the hospital and continuing to recover at home. The senior agent at her former office had agreed to pick her up since she still couldn’t drive. My relatives were in various motels. We would have the rehearsal dinner at a local restaurant. Dad and I would pick up the tab. Morgan and I were funding the wedding. We would have a stay-nymoon. That actually suited us. We practiced at the church. Morgan would. ‘Oh my God!’ she said. ‘That’s exactly what happened the first time we slept together.’ She laughed. ‘You even got the little sigh right. How did you know?’ Ben said, ‘He knows a lot of reasons to hurt people, but the only reason he knows for being nice to them is to be in love.’ Sarah looked at him. ‘I don’t understand.’ ‘It’s training. It’s socialisation. Hurting people is okay, so you learn how to do that. Being nice to people isn’t okay unless you’re in love, so you learn to be in love.’. Theo withdrew his hand and whispered into my ear a request. I nodded and got up from the booth.I went to the ladies room, stepped into a booth then removed my panties. I reached into the goody bag and removed the lube, squirted the lube onto my fingers and lubricated my anus anticipating something would happen there. I glanced in the mirror as I washed my hands of any evidence. I left the room and walked with confidence sizing up all the Black men. I had never done that before. I only then.