"Sheep, what trouble are you causing now? Rick and his brothers are invited guests, an exchange between our respective fraternities."Sheep said, "Oh, ...orry. I didn't know. No one tells me anything." He wandered back to the center of the room where Chris was getting reamed once more.Weasel also drifted away and Rick took Todd by the hand and led him to an upstairs room where it was more private.Without a word Rick laid Todd down on the bed and took off his clothes. Alone in the room, he leaned. Your lack of protest and the guilt in your eyes tells me I am correct in my assumption that if I were a white man instead of a black man.” So, I asked, “Where’s my money? I want all of my accounts at this bank closed, and then I want the cash, but I tell you what, to expedite this and to avoid the inevitable excuse, ‘we don’t have that much in cash’ which we both know is a lie. Give me a cashier’s check for the total amount.”Within 15 minutes, the accounts were closed, I had a cashier’s check. I walked around, searching, with plate in hand and jaw slack. I thought I knew many people, but didn't greet them.One of the people looked like a still petite, but very chubby Marg from college. After a closer look, I decided that couldn't be she. After a long search, I sat alone to eat and sadly wondered if this were just a hoax. Carrying a plate like mine, a familiar looking petite woman circled me. It *was* Marg! We locked eyes and stared a long moment, then both knew. We ran and hugged each. Jackie watched him closely as he clambered up, trying his best to maintain some dignity by managing the loose front of his robe with one hand and clinging to his glass with the other. As happens occasionally at times of intense distraction the inanimate betrays the animate, and so, suddenly and unexpectedly, his stool tottered awkwardly for a moment causing him to forsake modesty for the stability of the bar. He lunged for the bar rail, feet churning the air below like he was peddling a.