Wednesday night, I attended a birthday party for one of my close friends.  She is turning 36.  Sk36 is one of my good friends.  She invited a diverse group of people to the party.  About 20 people showed up at Uncle Julio’s for drinks and dinner.  Their ages ranged from 23 to 60.  Lots of beautiful and social people.  I must say it was a rowdy group.  We were loud, laughing, drinking, and fun.  I would say 1/2 of the people at the table date outside of their race.  I had the chance to sit next to a real hottie from Grapevine.  She’s a 23 year old University of North Texas college student.  BR23 is 5′5″, medium build, long dark hair, with a beautiful smile.  BR23 has a great sense of humor and blushed easily, which I thought was cute.  On the other side of me was a close friend, D41.  D41 is a 5′9″, blue eyed, busty, blond.  I haven’t seen D41 in a few weeks, it’s only been a few days since she got back from her Caribbean cruise.  She’s truly a great friend to have.  It was interesting just to listen to the conversations after the 3rd round of margaritas.  One of my friends Vic, made a great comment about dating interracial in Dallas.  He’s not going out with white women who only date interracial in Dallas, because everyone knows each other.  Within my age group, I know a lot of black men.  We see each other at the gym, at games, at social events, bars, and etc.  And believe it or not, we do talk.  I’ve always said the interracial dating scene in Dallas is a small community.  I’ve dated a lot in Dallas, and over the last few years I’ve leaned more towards women who are just open minded.  When I say open minded, I’m referring to a woman who has never dated a black man because they never had the opportunity, never met someone they were attracted to, or what ever reason there may be.

Well it was about 10pm when our group decided to leave and go to Carson’s.  Carson’s is a popular night club in North Dallas.  It was $1 drink night!  I haven’t been to Carson’s in a while, but tonight was fun.  It wasn’t crowded, I was with my friends, and the music was good.  Everyone was drinking, dancing, and having a good time.  Since everyone had to work the next day, I think everyone left at midnight.  I was texting Lisa on the way home.  I haven’t seen her since Fat Tuesday.  She was on the way from Frisco, so she came by for a night cap.  Well after a glass of Merlot, she decided to stay the night.  Lisa was quite relaxed and sexual.  Something happened last night, that I’ve never experienced before.  During our moments of passion, I felt something around me.  When I pulled out, there was a ring around the tip of my penis.  I didn’t realize what it was, so I put it on the floor next to the condom wrapper and continued.  Thirty minutes later, when I took a water break, Lisa said, ‘my ring is gone’.  I didn’t know what she was talking about until she told me what it was, Nuva Ring.  So I told her it was on the floor next to the condoms.  She went to the bathroom immediately. Oh well, shit happens.  That’s the main reason why I had a vasectomy a few years ago.  We fell asleep around 230am. 

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