He took several deep breaths. "You know who that is. That's Caryn, the foster kid. You signed the papers."Cyndi looked at her contemptuously. "This do...sn't have anything to do with her." For once we are in agreement." Turning to Caryn, "Would you excuse us?"Caryn carefully sidestepped past Cyndi and took off down the hall to her room. She didn't close the door and so heard the entire conversation, which occurred at a high volume.Cyndi took some papers from her purse, "What the fuck is the. Anthony's face was red with embarrassment from all of the attention and praise, and a little worried one of their admirers might start trouble. So with a shrug he wrapped an arm around Megan, who smiled up into his eyes, and Risa and began to move back to where their stuff was. "Let's eat," he said sitting on the sheet he had laid out. He lifted off the lid of the cooler and began pulling out subs, chips, and soda for everyone. They joked and laughed while they ate and then cleaned up the mess. Her mom’s skin was the same tone as hers. It was sort of darkish brown like a natural suntan and she loved the way she looked when she stepped out of a shower. Her siblings were much darker than either she or her mother and she had always assumed they were from different fathers and she loved them just as much. Sure, she didn’t have blue eyes or blonde hair but she acted white, she spoke perfectly like a white girl and she liked white girl music and danced like a white girl and she always. If she couldn't have a boy, she needed something. Her blue eyes glowed. She would have Gypsy! Anything would be better than her fingers."It's going to be a ball, Gypsy," she sighed dreamily. "You're going to be my new boyfriend."Gypsy tossed his head in the air and neighed. His big black eyes seemed to widen as he snorted and pawed the ground.Pam swayed on weak legs. The idea of using Gypsy for sex made her shake. She peeled off her blouse, her eyes fixed on her pony. "Ooooo, Gypsy," she.