"It isn't like that," Tami said in my defense. "Besides, if he wanted in her pants, all he had to do was smile. She's been crushin' on him since that ...irst Monopoly game." For three years he's told you he loved you. He's asked you to marry him a dozen times. Then he dumps you for a skanky thirteen-year-old bitch from New York." Zoe is..." Zoe's my friend," I said, stepping around the bookcase. Tami was sitting at a table, and Robbie was leaning over the other side. "And I really don't see how. " What kind of pictures?" Pictures of Angie and me screwing a bunch of niggers. If my mom and dad had seen those pictures they would have turned their backs on Angie and me — they would have disowned us." If you knew that, why did you have sex with them in the first place?" We never knew it until we saw the pictures." I'm missing something here. How could you screw a bunch of black men and not know it?" Angie and I went to a victory party after a football game. We either had way too much to. .You can feel eyes looking at you wondering what you've done to be lead by a guard but a respectable looking lady, even if the skirt is just a little too short and an extra button undone on her shirt, she doesn't look like a shoplifter? The guys eyes are drawn to those legs and the bounce of your cleavageAs you enter his office you can see the bank of screens and realise he has watched everything you've done, when you sat with your legs just that extra few inches apart where the guy with check. Why don't I get the hell out of here) he smiled as I approached him and stepped aside and motioned me to come inside his apartment (don't you dare go inside) and I walked into his front room; the same front room I'd been in three days ago."Take off your coat and sit for a minute." He said walking past me, "I'll be right back." And he walks down the hallway toward his bedroom.(Don't you sit down...get the fuck out of here) and I did as he asked and sat on the couch. He was down there doing.