My reflection in the large mirror over the sink did little to reassure me of my own attractiveness but to my relief, a certain confidence began to for...m. Last time Paul had quickly and efficiently seduced me after the shock of seeing my husband in the arms of another woman. This time it was different; he was merely offering himself and leaving the decision to me. Did I want him? Oh God, yes! But would I dare go to him? The decision was mine alone. If I gave myself to him, I could never blame. "Where have you been lately? You're out of here like the Road Runner the second you clock out." Better things to do than go to the bar and talk about this place," he answered, and then chuckled."Ah, you're getting laid," Rich guessed."Not yet, but close." Hot?" Oh, fuck yeah. Eighteen. Blonde. Awesome rack and ass." He looked around to see if anyone important was in sight and said, "Here, I've got a picture."He brought up the image she'd sent him from the bathroom and handed it to his friend.. "But Madam, this is not a resort to meet couples!" he exclaimed."Ok, what is this resort for?" I asked in confusion."Well Madam, this resort is for couples who want the women to be serviced by black men" he said matter of factly.Let me tell you it's a good thing I was already sitting down because I surely would have fainted on the spot! Don't get me wrong I have no problem with black people. John and I often enjoy interracial porn and I don't feel I am racist at all but you can understand the. We're probably not going to convince each other much, I'msure." The other patrons of your shop are not going to like this," Andreathreatened."Be that as it may, Melissa stays." That's a mistake Judy." No, the mistake would be to believe that this shop matters enough to meto protect it from bigotry. I hardly need the money, as you know." Did you just call me a bigot?" Andrea snarled."What else would you call someone who judges the worth of another personsolely on the basis of gender?"Judy winced.