I followed my wife into the salon through a side door into aprivate room. There was a thirty-something attractive MLF standing therewaiting. She looke...d at my wife and spoke directly to her. "So this ishim."She nodded."This is what he wants?"My wife laughed. "It's his birthday today. It's a fantasy surprise forhim."The operator grinned. "It's his fantasy or yours?" I looked her over. Shehad jet black hair cut into a long pageboy. I noticed her footwearimmediately. My wife called them sitting. .. I just thought that you didn't want to date anyoneright now. And, that you just wanted to be friends." No. We've seen a lot of each other, studying, and such. And, I've cometo like you. Really like you. You're very kind, and understanding. And,I've wanted to do things with you other than study." Why didn't you just say so?" I was afraid." Of what?" That you wouldn't." Why wouldn't I?" Because I'm black." Would you please stop with that. Look at your mom and dad. It looks likethey didn't care. ”I said, “I think about all my women and care for them deeply. I may not always show it to each of you every day, but I do care very much for each one of you.” I think I embarrassed her as she blushed and hurried away.I then found my way to my office that had expanded by about 6’ wider. I noticed that my computer looked bigger too, so I sat down to it and started to type in a query. But it spoke to me, “Yes Bob what do you wish to know?”“Who or what are you? I know my computer didn’t talk to me. Visions of his wife and another man, this, this Englishman coupling together was filling his conscience to bursting. He washed his hands, then found the courage to lift his gaze into the reflection above the sink. “Jesus, what in the Hell is wrong with you, boy? She’s your wife, the mother of your son.”He’d admonished himself before like this. This was not the first time. He dropped his eyes to the running water, then cupped his hands. The cold water clearing his mind, then the visions launched.