She had never seen that from a man before. There were questions she wanted to ask him but she was afraid of the answers. Maybe they wouldn't be the on...s she wanted to hear.Amelia suddenly felt that someone or something was behind her. She spun around to look but there was nothing there. She looked around the valley but she couldn't see anything. 'Strange, I felt sure there was someone close by but either I'm imagining it or they are hiding from me.' She carried on gathering her kindling but. It was a flat, 3rd or 4th floor of the building to her left. If correct, she had noted the owner twice before, each time on his balcony, drinking a beer, or smoking a cigarette. Once, he’d caught her eye and tentatively waved. She’d been dressed at the time; taking the air in a silk gown, colour of the water below. She’d waved, languid as the water.Do you like what you see, or am I too skinny, she wondered? She’d never been so skinny before--or this flat-chested. But her experience was the. I always went during morning time, when there were less people to share the gym machines. One of the most handsome instructors there was David; a huge black guy who always helped me with drawing up my workouts.The guy was well built; with very strong arms and a ripped chest…He usually liked to flirt with me, saying naughty words and I often flirted back with him as well.One Tuesday morning I was busy with my workout, when David came to watch me; to check if I was doing all the exercise. It was in East Texas that we saw overt signs of trouble. In one place, we saw a sign saying that the town was protected by the KKK, so "nigger lovers" should watch their step. This town looked like a good place for us to start our search for people in need.I left Janet, Joe, and Estel in a little camp outside of town, and I rode it to visit a saloon or two to get some information. I went in the first one I came to, and it turned out to be a good choice. The swamper was a Negro, to my surprise,.