" He said. She could feel his eyes on her, knew he was seeing things differently, that her little outburst was working."Are you mad at me?" She asked,...biting her lip at him again."No." He smiled, rubbing her arm again. "How could I be mad at my little s*s? Besides, I guess I understand... I have had certain...dreams about you." You have?" She asked."Yea...of course! Your beautiful, s*s." He said. "Your body is so hot, and seeing you in a bikini when we go swimming and stuff? I dream about it.". On the radio they announced that the highways were going to start being closed due to the storm so Betty decided we should get off at the Next exit and find a place to stop, eat and spend the night. The next exit we took gave us a few good choices to stay and ended up getting one of the last rooms at a holiday Inn as they were filling fast with the weather and roads closing. We got a room with a Queen size bed which made my mind wander with thoughts but I was so busy getting the stuff from our. They were workers who worked the fields and they showered here and bedded in the adjoining huts.Her parents knew this when they choose her room, warning her to make sure her curtains were closed, when going to bed, as the black men knew this was her bedroom.Her mother wanted her to see the black men naked as part of her education, but they were not to be aforded the privilege in return.She was an astounding beauty, taller than I and more rounded and longer legged, and if only those black men. Every time he saw me he scowled. I saw him at lunch chatting and joking with the sports boys, but if he caught sight of me his eyes went black and hard as flint.Avoiding him wasn't an option, and after the second time he barged past me in the art room, knocking my bag to the floor, I moved across the room away from the workspace I had built up around myself to somewhere where he would have to detour to hit me. But as bad as school was, being constantly snubbed in a way that I had never known,.