.... The Host was a gentlemen in the ruff. Strong, rugged, and handsome man in his late 50's as well.The hostess rounded me up by some of her friends.... They told me everybody must cum and see her. When I say cum; well you know. She was at the bar making drinks when I was directed to her. She stood there wearing this long flowing see through gown. "WHAT IS YOUR PREFERENCE?" she yelled over the music. I asked her what kind of tequila do you have? She said the kind you do body shoots with. All I. I went to bed, feeling like a dumbass. After that fiasco in the library, I decided to focus on my academic work rather than other stuff, like girls. Bay State University’s campus in Boston is full of pretty Black girls. They’re a truly diverse bunch too. Lots of them are Haitian, Jamaican, Cape Verdean, Continental African and regular African-American. Too bad none of the Black girls on campus seemed to notice that I existed. Black women are always claiming they can’t find a good Black man.. He had black slicked back hair and sported a goatee. It was hard to tell what color his eyes were in this light, but they were dark; either brown or black.Suddenly it all came back to me. "Again?" I complained."If you don't want to do this, you don't have to," he said kindly. "A third time might be too much for you." No way!" I exclaimed. "This is the most incredible thing I do all year."He nodded, "You are going to be the lead this year. Four of the girls are new this year. I want you to bring. ?He suggested that they go for drinks and she agreed.? She followed him to a bar close by and theyordered drinks.? They talked and laughed,joked and flirted.? Before she knew it,it was getting late.? She bid him goodbyewith a warm hug and he gave her a peck on the cheek.? She left feeling like a weight had beenlifted from her shoulders.? She drovehome and crawled into bed and slept better than she had in months.? They continued to chat and meet for lunches and drinks formany more months.? He.