It was during this time I met Eduardo or "Eddie" as we called him. He was a Dominican k** from Boston, and from the moment we met in school, we hit it... off. We became really good friends; we hung out every day and even though we were from different worlds, we had a really great time together.During our senior year I started to go to Boston with Eddie and met his family for the first time. The first thing that I instantly notice was the Dominican/Latina woman - they had curves like no other. "He was trying something out -- and I did everything he could ever want. But it didn't work for him -- and it does for me -- and that's not his fault." She paused. "Did you think about what I said to you?" About ... inheriting him?" Bernice eyed Randy. Was this going to help or hurt?"Yes." He doesn't want me." Do you want him?"'This is AWFUL!' "Maybe." Bernice couldn't look at Randy."Make him an offer, once we're done. He needs someone who understands that he's the man -- and he's a helluva. Then I saw a slight change in her expression as she realized that I had been staring at her. It’s not a mad look but more of a satisfied, appreciating look that silently tells me she likes my attentions. I tear my gaze from her and look to Mr. Jones. Concerned that he had seen me ogling his wife, I was afraid I might lose my job or something. But he’s still fussing with the leaf blower and oblivious of his wife; or my attentions to her. How could any man just ignore such a sexy lady? Especially. I quickly sat down, just in case it might prove interesting. When I saw him I was tempted to get back up and go. He certainly wasn't very attractive. He had a bush head of black hair and a flat nose. He looked like he had just come in from the reservation. Short and heavy-built too. Kind of an interesting square and stocky body, if it hadn't been for the face. Just as I was getting ready to move, he dropped his pants and turned to me. That boy didn't have to be attractive with what he had.