Richard Pryor, “One evening I was at the “Candy Store,” club in Hollywood. I spotted her standing beside the dance floor. She told me her name was Mitrasha and she was beautiful and exotic as her name, a dead ringer for a young Josephine Baker.”“After a night of drinking, flirting, kissing and dancing, I took Mitrasha home, where we did cocaine and got down to business.”
“The next time we were together, Mitrasha forgot to do the tuck and fold. When I reached down, I discovered that she was actually a “he”.
“For some reason, I didn’t care. Either I wanted the nut too badly, I was too high to object, or I was as sexually confused as Mitrasha. It was probably a combination of all three reasons.”“Mitrasha and I carried on for several weeks. We even went out dancing at the “Daisy.” I never kept him a secret”
“My best friend, for instance, knew I was fukking a dude, and a drop-dead gorgeous one at that. I even admitted doing something different was exciting. But after two weeks of being gay, enough was enough and I went back to life as a horny heterosexual.”
“A while later, my best friend delivered a message from Mitrasha. He’d realized a lifelong dream and undergone a sex-change operation. Now biologically a woman, she wanted to get back together.”
“I passed.”
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