I could tell through the shirt he was very well muscled. His black skin rippled when he moved and after a few moments of talking to him I started to ...hink about what he would look like naked...We ate and then sat around drinking and talking. I was sitting next to him and after awhile my two gay neighbors found reasons to leave the room. I sat there talking to the black guy (Sorry I cant remember his name) and he asked me flat out if I was gay. He asked cause he was told that I hang out. Miss Lee smacked her hands, and said, "You know thedrill, bitch. You must walk naked from here to your punishment."Regina had allowed herself to forget that little humiliation. Butshe recalled seeing the girls, hands clasped behind their heads,walking slowly among the desks.And now it was her turn. She clasped both hands behind her head,smiled bravely, and walked out onto the office floor. Most of thegirls looked away, or hid their eyes in shared shame and humiliation,but some did not. Those. "May I please see what's underneath?" I asked. She rolled her eyes at my request, but didn't hesitate about hiking up the hem to her dress.I whistled as she revealed black bikini panties, a garter belt and dark nylons. She dropped the hem and smoothed her dress at her legs. The high heels set off her shapely calves and thin ankles. She wore a light type of all weather coat, which I held for her to put on.While her clothes were clearly to my liking, it still didn't totally reveal what her. I didn't see how I could bring up the topic with her in any kind of normal conversation. I didn't want to even discuss Juana with Danny Gomez. Miguelito might know, but I doubted that he'd be very candid with me about a subject like that.I was eating some eggs and fat back out on my porch about the time the sun was high enough to start giving off significant light. I'd turned in early the night before, trying to wrestle with all of the conflicting thoughts that I was having. It was past time.