Epilogue
Christopher, after completing his research, had to sit down and finally write his book. After getting laid so frequently and so well during the research phase of his project, it was difficult for him to spend so much time alone at the typewriter. His glands kept distracting him. Luckily, Yvonne Craig was still in the neighborhood, still picking up guys under the Thirtieth Street elevated. When Christopher got really desperate he picked her up and took her to his apartment. He fucked her cunt.
Her ass.
Her throat.
He knew that he couldn't use her services too frequently, or else he would never get any of his work done.
His agent was pleased with the book and had no trouble selling it to a major publishing company. The book turned out to be a best-seller, which made Christopher a very rich man. He learned that the section on Negro females was what was making the book so popular, and that did not surprise him at all.