brutlestrudle
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- Apr 14, 2005
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I'm a regular hard working stiff,white guy,middle aged, got a younger wife. She was 18 when we met, and I was pushing forty. We clicked in a big way and I got her pregnant. We went back and forth about the age difference, about getting married, about keeping the kid ,but in the end we had Petra, actually jane, but she was a "petulant" kid and the Nickname stuck.
Petra is 18 now and for the last several years, she's been obeying pretty much the only rule we ever really laid down and that was she had to bring her romantic interests home so we could check them out. By and large, they were OK guys.
Three days ago , she came to Celeste and I and said that she would be bringing Terry home for us to meet. She wanted us to know ahead of time that he was black. Celeste and I, wanting to apperst like the good liberal elitists that we professed to be, were supportive, but in bed that night we confessed to each other that we were worried. We weren't born Yesterday. I'd heard enough in the locker rooms and was secretly facinated when a black male and white female were walking together on the street. Celeste, from Finland originally, had an older sister who was seeing a black US serviceman in Oslo Norway. The sister had told Celeste about what went on between White women and Black men. Not that this was a regular topic of conversation over coffee but after a few years of Marriage, I just kind of knew that she too was fascinated by the sight of an interracial couple. We decided to have this young man over for dinner
Petra is 18 now and for the last several years, she's been obeying pretty much the only rule we ever really laid down and that was she had to bring her romantic interests home so we could check them out. By and large, they were OK guys.
Three days ago , she came to Celeste and I and said that she would be bringing Terry home for us to meet. She wanted us to know ahead of time that he was black. Celeste and I, wanting to apperst like the good liberal elitists that we professed to be, were supportive, but in bed that night we confessed to each other that we were worried. We weren't born Yesterday. I'd heard enough in the locker rooms and was secretly facinated when a black male and white female were walking together on the street. Celeste, from Finland originally, had an older sister who was seeing a black US serviceman in Oslo Norway. The sister had told Celeste about what went on between White women and Black men. Not that this was a regular topic of conversation over coffee but after a few years of Marriage, I just kind of knew that she too was fascinated by the sight of an interracial couple. We decided to have this young man over for dinner
