An argument sends Ulric searching for his mistress.
Anyhow, I was feeling pretty depressed about the way my life was going lately. I've got a degree in Criminal Justice but most places aren't hiring. The budget for the local department of corrections and the metropolitan police department has been slashed. So they're definitely not hiring new officers. Hell, they've let go of many officers they already had. The entire country is feeling the Recession but the state of Massachusetts has been hit hard. The Commonwealth of Massachusetts illustrious Governor, the first Black man to win such a position in our state, has his hands full. Sharks from the republican party are jockeying for his position in the upcoming gubernatorial elections. The first Black man elected as President of the United States recently visited our state's first Black Governor. Great photo-op but whatever. Our elected officials have their hands full in this economy, just like the rest of us. Watching the news has become depressing lately. I hardly see any good news regardless of what channel I watch. All I see on television are ruthless politicians, racist people, mass murdering psychos and other freaks. Are there any decent people left in the United States of America? I am sincerely beginning to doubt it.
All I hear is talk of evil people. A Louisiana lawmaker denied a marriage license to a Black man seeking to marry a white woman. I'm still waiting for him to get the punishment he deserves. A Chicago nightclub denied entry to African-American students from Washington University yet allowed their white friends access to the establishment. A Dallas police officer gave a ticket to a Hispanic woman because she couldn't speak English. Yes, racism is alive and well in the United States of America. That's all I see. Is it any wonder I'm so frigging depressed? Well, that Saturday night my good friend Wendy found a surefire way to cheer me up. Nothing cheers up a guy who's feeling down like some really hot sex. Trust me on that one.
Wendy and I sat in my living room, watching an episode of All Of Us on television. We both liked that show. It focused on the lives and loves of a group of middle-class African-American professionals in the Los Angeles area. My favorite character, TV star Robert James, clearly still has feelings for his tall and gorgeous ex-wife, sexy businesswoman Neese James. And I could tell she still had feelings for him. They both dated other people in the series but anyone could see they were still in love with each other. Wendy and I were a bit like Robert and Neese. We weren't married or anything but we still had feelings for each other. Wendy's one of the first people I ever told about my bisexuality and she was cool with it. We've always had a connection, especially in the tough times. My last relationship with a man ended ages ago. His name was Marlon and he was a bed-hopping Latin-American businessman. I recently split with my longtime leading lady Stacy when I discovered she was a heartless wench and a gold digger.
As Wendy and I watched the show, she kept brushing up against me. I smiled and looked at her. She looked at me with a longing look in her eyes. Before I knew it, we were kissing passionately. It had been a while for both of us. We took our sweet time as we kissed and caressed each other. We're old friends venturing into familiar territory. It was passionate, intense and tender at the same time. I ran my hands all over Wendy's sexy voluptuous body. Hot damn I missed her. Feeling her big, round ass in my palms turned me on like you would not believe. Wendy laughed and played with my chest hairs. I took her in my arms and took her to my bedroom. That's where we made the magic happen.
I laid Wendy on my king-sized bed, then we began making love.