"Poor little Jerrod," she cooed, wiggling her fucking finger. A minute later she relented and prepared to go. Unfortunately, I had the brilliant idea,...since I'd fooled her about Mom, to query her about Mom's instant response to my hand being jammed between her legs. If I acted like it was with someone else, Eleyna say, who I had already compromised, what was the harm?"Hey, Lisa, before you go. Is it weird for woman ... a girl, to get off right away if a guy suddenly shoves his hand between her. ”Desiree laughed. “I wasn’t looking.”“Hmmmm…so no guys. At least not yet. We’ll find you somebody.”Desiree only smiled.“So do you smoke?”She turned to Nakia. “No. You?”“Every once in awhile.”“I’m…pretty sure the rules say there’s no smoking in the building.”A big red light flashed in Nakia’s head. She’d mentioned rules—not a good sign.“Yeah, but who would know? Fuck the rules.”Desiree’s smile faltered only a little. “I guess.”Once they’d exited on the 9th floor Nakia asked a few other. If you want to mention my race, call me Black. If you want to get my attention, my name is Martin.”“How about Negro?”“I’d prefer Black.”David shrugged his shoulders. “That’s fine with me.”“Second, having everyone except whites able to voice concerns about civil rights isn’t equality. I’ll admit that when I look around and see all of the Whites in politics, that I feel like I’m a second class citizen. I feel under represented.“Someone pointed something out to me that I had never realized. I can. I was in the stall showers when I imagined I heard your timid voice over the din of the hot streaming water,” Max…? Max…?” I thought nothing of it until I noticed a few of the guys in the other showers stop what they were doing and all were looking toward the entrance to the showers. I peered out to see what had gotten everyone’s attention…it was you standing there in your Speedo one piece. A look of relief showed on your face when you saw me, and you uttered embarrassedly,” You have my.