How do you like my (short) story?

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How do you like my (short) story?

It's an expression of my love for black men. I call it, "Lunch with an Old Friend."

"Black, no man boobs."

I about dropped my drink. She'd said it casually, as if it
was a drink order instead of an answer to, "What do you want in a man?"

"Come again?" I asked, thinking perhaps I'd misheard. "Black, no man boobs!" ringing throughout the restaurant assured me that I hadn't. I lowered my head a bit, but I was more shocked than embarrassed. This girl was a successful, white,
attractive businesswoman, and all she wanted was a black man with no man boobs? She went on to tell me that she felt in tune with the black man, more at ease.

"Of course I'd like a man with a good job, but black, no
man boobs is all I require."

She's in tune and I'm dancing to the rythmn, cause it just so happens that I'm black...
with no man boobs.

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