.. black girl?" What? No ... I didn't say that!" White people were so predictable. "I only mean..." What's wrong with her?" a woman interrupted, a whi...te woman mind you, but one who clearly had better manners than Harold's wife."Huh?" Harold's wife looked around."She was only asking for the man's opinion," the woman said, and then she turned to me. "I think those are lovely shoes." Thank you, ma'am," I smiled at her."It's people like you who give us all a bad name," the friendly woman scolded. "I want you to know I respect you. I want you to have faith in that. And I want you to trust me. What we just did, I only wanted to please you. That's all I ever want. I just want you to be happy. I want to satisfy you." "Chike," she interrupted, raising her head to look deep into my eyes to make sure she made her point, "shut the fuck up." She said it authoritatively, and then kissed my mouth deeply. We kissed passionately for several moments before she broke the kiss off. "You made me feel so. I fell into a nice, beating rhythm.I leaned over and very tentatively licked the interesting looking part just under the head. He arched up off the mattress.And it seemed perfect. The world was perfect.His words were ground out, strained. "Stop, baby, stop. Or I won't last."I stopped. He rolled on top of me. He kissed me. If our kisses before were great, this one was positively galaxy moving."What do you want now, pretty baby?" he asked when he came up for air."I want to do it," I said quietly.. I began to smile broadly thinking about all the cool peoplein the audience that I could meet.Cassie was talking to the audience again, something about volunteers.She brought three guys to the stage and made them strip naked. Or Iguess I should say encouraged them to do so by promising some type ofreward.Two were quite hung, while the third was a little less than my sizeprior to this evening. She rewarded his confidence by making him fullerand longer than either of the other two. She then.