As we kept talking and I got a little bolder and slid my hand up on to her thigh. She was bare legged and the feel of her soft skin sent an erotic thr...ll through me. Feeling bolder, Scotch does that to me, I began to lightly run my fingers up and down the top of her thigh. She was wearing her usual short skirt and while sitting, it had ridden up quite high on her thighs so that I had free access to almost all of her leg. As I continued stroking her thigh, I felt her shift her leg toward me just. All they had todo was say 'this is a command' and my free will was GONE! -Do you haveany idea what its like to sit in terror, helpless in the horror of yourown head? You can't do a thing, nothing to stop it! Then they tell youto do anything, they want too? From just plain killing, to horrificshit I want to forget-- BUT can't!" I sit back -"Sorry about that, lastnight in the Grove was a bit 'emotional' for me and its still veryfresh in me." He waits a minute for me to settle down. While he. He makes a face while looking at my crucifix. I stare at him blankly. What’s the matter with this bozo? I wonder. I get so many stares throughout the day that it’s hard to keep track of them all. While heading to the university center, I ran into a trio of white chicks who were chatting away happily while walking. As soon as they saw me, they seemed to tense. Wow. Black man phobia huh? Sheesh. What’s the scientific term for that one, I wonder? I wonder what my cousin Ricky would think. He’s in. " Don't report this to me, the King should be told right at this minute, follow me." They ran up the stone stairs into the throne room and requested an immediate audience with King William. In less than a minute, the King appeared. The soldier repeated the message he gave to Duke Gorman."Now?" William looked surprised. "Why it's fall. Winter is coming. Gorman, did you know of this?" Only when this man reported it to me, Your Majesty," Gorman replied."Then Menon is an idiot!" William growled. "I.