"Oh, shit!" I exclaim. I bend over and race to pull up my pants."No, no, no," she says as she rushes over to stop me in my tracks. "Answer my questio.... What the fuck are you doing?" I was trying to release some tension," I replied."Yeah and just how were you doing that?"Looking extremely puzzled at her question and not knowing what she was getting at I decided that I really didn't have much to lose by telling her the truth. "I was jacking off." No, don't tell me. Show me," she said coyly.My. Her experience with the rape gang and my rise in popularity put me in Erin's 'safe but not beneath her' range."It's a little sad that you went on those dates and couldn't kiss the girls," Erin said as we walked to Morgan's house. Ahmo held Morgan's arm tightly. The girls were whispering back and forth to each other.I looked behind us. The transfer students and black kids noticed each other. They had words in the middle of the street. I made a note of each face before letting it go. The transfer. ”“Really?”“Yes.”“It’s funny, but it seems natural for you girls to boss me around, even though I’m older. I like and respect Miss Ariadne and Miss Jill. But most of all I want to obey you, Xenia. I look up to you. It feels right.”“I’m so glad you feel that way, darling, because it is right. You must obey me, always. By the way, don’t call Jill and Ariadne girls to their face. They will think you’re being rude again. I don’t mind. I am a girl -- a big girl. Last question. Would you say that you. That must have seemed to the man something like being run over by a truck! He collapsed to the concrete loading dock in considerable pain from both the kick and the slap.We weren't worried about Mary, but we did rush over to congratulate her on the way she had handled herself and the situation. She blushed at the praise, but her first words were, "Can I take off these heels, now? My ankles are killing me!" We laughed, and Liz handed her some flip-flops to wear. Liz knew that Mary was not used.