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Dangerous Liaison

... If it comes up in conversation, I would normally say mixed-ethnicity or mixed-heritage, but also clarify my dad was black. Otherwise people just get confused. I hear mixed-race a lot, especially when I'm in the States, but it's hard. And a lot of people aren't comfortable with that. Most people I know in the UK and in the States with a similar background to me, identify as black."

David nodded, "Yea, I do. Dad's white, but he's never had an issue with me and Robbie identifying as black."

"My personal feeling is, why the hell does it matter, but I suspect my upbringing has given me a rather simplistic view," I admitted. Then moaned in pleasure when David grabbed me and kissed me deeply.

When he pulled back a little, I mumbled against his lips. "Don't you want the rest of the story?"

"What? There's more?"

"Yea," I smiled. "We're getting to the best bit now."

David shifted us around until he could both see my face and cradle my hand and lower arm in his lap, his fingers massaging my skin gently. "Okay, go."

"A few days after being discharged, I had been helping Drew study for his final exam, and when we were done he asked me if my grandparents had spoken to me yet. I admitted, not one word. I told him I had withdrawn all my money from the bank and I thought I had enough to get to Toledo, via numerous buses, to see if I could find my dad's family."

"Toledo? Spain?"

"Toledo, Oregon. Turns out that's where I was from." I could see David bringing up a ...

... map of the US in his head.

"Wait, that's about as far from Fort Lauderdale as you can get!"

"Yep. They couldn't have got further away with me unless they left the country."

"And you bused it?"

"Well, Drew asked me to wait until he had done his exam, which was two days away, and said he would come with me. He said I wasn't well enough to travel alone, I was still quite weak. I said, 'Closet, you can't travel across the States on a bus with me.' He said, 'Yes I can.' And a voice behind us, the window was open, said 'No you can't.'"

I grinned, "We sit there, like 'Oh Shit!' and Malcom comes out to join us with this look on his face."

"Dad-look? I know that one."

"Total Dad expression. So stern, and he told us that I would wait until Drew did his exam, and then we would travel together, but he would get us on the train." I shook my head, still amazed so many years later. "I wasn't allowed to fly for a few months, which Malcom knew, so he sent us on the train. Me and Drew, across the States. It was awesome."

"How long did that take?" David looked fascinated.

"About three days, with a dinky little bus at the end. Getting off that bus in Toledo, so surreal. Talk about small town America!"

"I can't believe your grandparents let you go."

"They didn't! I left a note in the kitchen, said I would be back in around ten days. We already had the return train. Drew's parents were generous, but it was camping and fast food. Malcolm told them that Drew had left ...