Tiffany: “Well, just buy some. ͳey won’t tell nobody.
Just keep it on the down low.”Jewish Lady: “On the down low?”I straight up had to play some R. Kelly, “Down Low” for
her, to explain what that meant.
She gave me this crazy look, like a kid that stole candy.
Jewish Lady: “I’ve never been with a black guy. I would
love a strong black man. What’s it like doing a black
guy?”Tiffany: “Well . . . they be smelling like cocoa butter.
ͳat’s nice. ͳey be all strong, and they dicks are so
powerful. If you mnd a man with an ass, oh my God.
It’s just so good. ͳey pick you up. It’s just good. It
just depends on who you get with, though. But they
can be good.”Jewish Lady: “That’s what I need.”Tiffany: “But you know, any guy could be really great,
if you guys have a connection and stuff.”Jewish Lady: “I don’t need the connection. I’m married.
I just need to have an orgasm. I just want to feel
ravaged.”She started showing me these romance novels she had.