‘I’m in the bedroom,’ I call out, my voice shaking a little, but not to much. He walks in and he looks at me, sitting on the bed, waiting for th... news which I already know. There is no cure. I’m going to die in 4 months. I remember a time when we used to be happy, me and John. It was effortless, like breathing. He just had to be in the same room as me, and my whole world would become brighter and better. We had been together for about 2 years before I found out, dating ever since we left. It all began on Sunday afternoon when Shelia informed him that hisconstant rudeness towards the black men was going to be put to right. Atfirst he went into a silent sulk and refused to cooperate in any way,this quickly changed after a hard slap each off the 3 black men.Like a scolded schoolboy he was frogmarched upstairs by his Mother andGran, I myself had no idea what lay in store for my Son, but one thingwas for sure you could bet it was going to be something extremelyhumiliating.Much to my. . I mean where?" I asked. I knew she lived on campus. I knew I used the wrong words.Stephanie giggled. "Three minutes from you," she said. "You're cute."I felt my ears heating up in the chilled air. I knew that she knew what I was asking and was giving me a hard time.Stephanie chuckled. "You're appear to be allergic to raillery," she said."What is raillery?" I asked."It's light teasing repartee," Stephanie said. "You were blushing."Stephanie didn't have to tell me. I knew I was blushing."And. ” She smirks deviously when the brunette’s smile falls. “I, um, right. I should go.” Jane stands up with her eyebrows furrowed in disappointment. She assumed the older women would be interested in fucking her next but she suposses that wasn’t their deal. Erin narrows her eyes at the blonde and grabs Jane’s wrist when she starts walking around the desk. “Or you could help us off this desk so we can fuck you.” Erin smiles and pulls the young woman in for a kiss when she sighs. Carol.