Chapter 3

Winston, realising just how wacked out he was after enjoying the meal that Kate had rustled up, took up the offer of resting up on the bed in her campervan.

Knowing that she was a lesbian and English, whom his father had held in high esteem, somehow dispelled any gender tension that would have normally been present. She’d left the Van with her dog Guy in tow, saying they both needed exercise, regardless of the storm yet to finish.

Winston stripped down to his underwear; his hands massaging his tired muscular biceps and torso, then he slipped into bed. His mind began reciting a Shakespearean verse his father had taught him long ago, on the plantation:

‘In a dream, it did seem-

But alas, dreams do pass As do shadows.

I did walk, I did talk-

With my love, with my love through fair meadows

Still we passed, till at last... ‘

but then Winston was asleep.

It was nearly midday when he awoke and as he stretched his limbs, he felt another asleep beside him! His hands ran over the person which suddenly stirred, and Kate’s voice murmured,

“Oh; ... Winston, ... hope you don’t mind. There wasn’t much else for me to do after I got back from roaming around out there; so after a coffee and then staring at the ceiling I thought, fuck it; I’m getting into the sack with that Winston. Well ... I just fell asleep too ... so here I am.”

Winston let out a chuckle, “Well don’t that beat all little missy; you sure are a cute English cookie ... the way you curse so politely too! You got anything on?”

His hand made a cursory run over her torso. “Nearly naked, huh?”

“Well I thought it would be uncouth to get into bed with my day clothes on.”

“Heaven forbid Kate, we cant have uncouthness displayed in front of the native Huh?”

Kate chuckled, “Native my Aunt; what’s an educated guy like you serving burgers in this back and beyond Winston?”

“Oh; You know how life can toss one around Kate; I recon you have had to dodge a few curve balls too?”

“Maybe; but I asked first; so give. What big wave washed you up on this excuse for civilisation?”

Winston thought for a while; then told his tale;

“Okay, Yea; I did start off doing well; landed a job with Microsoft as a Creative Programmer. My salary was very good! Then a classy black woman; Delores, took me as her live- in lover ... and there’s the rub Kate.

Well, I went astray on the internet while living with her. I found others seeking kinky thrills. Women who wanted to talk on the wild side.”

“Mm, sounds intriguing; tell me more Winston!”

“These white women usually wanted to chat about me eating their pussies, while others wanted to give me a BJ with me in bondage! It was all just fantasy! Some even wanted me as their fantasy negro plantation slave; strip me naked; get me tied to a post and whipped!