The Janitor

Jenny and Faith were sitting on the couch. Faith was scrolling through Tinder matches.

"Holy shit, look ..." Faith said. "It's Mr. Harris!"

"The school janitor?" Jenny said, mildly interested. "Damn, I didn't think he'd be on a dating website."

"Yeah, no kidding," Faith agreed. She started to chat with him. "Damn, he looks better with a shirt off than I thought." She showed the phone to Jenny.

"Yeah, I thought there'd be more heft there," jenny agreed. "He's what? 50?"

"53."

"You into old guys too?" Faith's jaw dropped. She turned the phone around, showing Jenny a picture of a ten inch, coal black penis. Jenny smiled wryly.

"Once you go Black, babe ..."