Minorities

Cassandra

Age - 25

Looks like - a 70's rock chick/film star (equipped with black fur coat and everything)

Likes - 'men who are bad for me and who my parents would die after meeting, If ever I did something so silly'.

Parents' wishes - That she marry a nice, educated and wealthy Jewish man who would, no doubt, ensure her happiness.

What she says - 'Most Jewish men are fat and ugly and I don't ever want to marry one. My parents aren't even remotely religious but when it comes to Jewish men, it's as good as Family Law. No Boy is better than Non-Jewish Boy.

Me

Age - 23

Looks like - A younger version of Prince (no really), with far better dress sense and some facial hair. Some of my passport sized photographs might suggest terrorist, but these have all be sourced and burned.

Likes - Strong empowered females or white men (although other hot guys are equally welcome) with some hair and a reasonably sized phallus who are not (I repeat not) averse to the idea of an orgy.

Parent's wishes - That I marry a nice Indian girl who speaks 'our language', who can cook an authentic Indian banquet, who isn't bitchy and who is preferably a Doctor or a Chartered Accountant.

What I say - 'I wouldn't really mind marrying a cool and quirky Indian lesbian to shut the folks up and to conceal my cock-lust. Anything to make my life easier. But then, perhaps there is a woman who holds the key to my erection. It's not so much that I'm averse to Indian people, in fact, I'm deeply Indian myself in terms of my interests and inspirations. It's just that Indian cock simply doesn't do much for me. Doctors are all very well, but I think my lack of interest in things science related outweighs the need to have a live in GP just in case any hernias decide to play up.

'It's hard being in an ethnic minority' she said. I nodded in complete and utter agreement.

'The thing we should do is to live our lives regardless in a way that will prevent our families knowing anything about them'.

'And neither of us is ready or eager to marry, so there's little use in rocking the boat this early on'.

But there will come a time when my excuses for not marrying an Indian doctor will run dry. A time when some sort of truth will have to emerge.

The trouble is, when the shock of my life-on-the-side froths up to the top, it'll be an extended shock that people suffer. For I have always been the reliable one. Not even my current job will be enough to redeem me then, as it has in the past.