"Welcome to Mississippi," said Mistress Kesha, also known as Lady Sweetness. The curvy, dark-skinned, busty and big-bottomed African American woman smiled at her visitors. Big Sam stood there with his on-again, off-again, openly bisexual white boyfriend Matthew Sykes. The two of them stood there with their little dog Harriet. For almost five years now, Big Sam and Mistress Kesha had been doing the long-distance friendship thing. Well, the big and tall black man left Ottawa, Ontario, and got his ass to the Deep South. How cool is that?
"Definitely worth the flight, nice to finally see you," Big Sam said, and Mistress Kesha grinned and hugged him. Mistress Kesha also patted Harriet the dog, and the little dog woofed happily. Matthew Sykes stood there, smiling as the big and tall black man hugged the curvy, mature black woman. The tall, red-haired and green-eyed white Canadian man smiled politely and then shook hands with their hostess. Mistress Kesha shook hands with Matt and then glanced at Big Sam, who shrugged. Interesting fellow, to say the least.
"Sammy has told me so much about you, I had to meet you myself," Matt said, and Mistress Kesha smiled politely. Over the years, Mistress Kesha and her good buddy Big Sam have shared a lot of things. The big and tall, bisexual Haitian man told her about how he and his former girlfriend Kerry got into a bisexual triad with Matt. At first, things were cool. Big Sam, Matt and Kerry were just having fun with each other. Matt asserted his dominance over Kerry, and stole the tall, statuesque young black woman from Big Sam. Kerry has since left the triad, much to Big Sam's chagrin. Matt seemed unbothered by it.
"Matt, Sam here told me a lot about you," Mistress Kesha said cryptically, and Matt smiled frostily while Big Sam shrugged. The tall, handsome bisexual white dude was quietly cocky and Mistress Kesha wanted to make him pay for all the shit he put Big Sam and Kerry through. Big Sam is one of those bisexual black men who love black pussy and white dick, and Mistress Kesha knew that Matt took advantage of that. Someone ought to teach Matt a lesson...
"Let's have dinner, my treat," Big Sam suggested, and after a brief hesitation, Mistress Kesha nodded while Matt smiled. The three of them took some time to relax, shower, get dressed and then went out to eat. There was a Caribbean restaurant located near downtown Biloxi and they dined there. While feasting on Haitian griot, which consisted of white rice, brown bean sauce, fried pork and legumes, the three of them bantered and got to know one another. Mistress Kesha was thrilled to meet with her old pal Sam after talking on the phone for years, but why did he have to bring Matt?
"Matt, Sam told me a lot about your exploits, you like to dominate black women and black men in the bedroom," Mistress Kesha said. Matt shot Big Sam a glance and the big black man smiled innocently. Mistress Kesha looked pointedly at Matt. The tall, handsome bisexual white dude leaned back in his chair and sipped his Pepsi before answering. Big Sam looked from Mistress Kesha to Matt and then excused himself. Having set the stage, he excused himself to take care of a biological need. Or did he?
