He heard a groan from the bed and Troy got up holding his head. "Shelia, better get another coffee and a pill I think Troy is going to need them too."...roy stumbled to the table with his coffee and pill. "What's this," He asked as he held up the pill?" Don't ask, just take," Kurt mumbled.Kathy, stumbling from the bed, had the obligatory coffee and pill as she sat down next to Troy.Suzie slept on. "Well the party sure got interrupted last night or should I say flooded. Now we don't even have our. I smiled at her and we shook hands. Her handshake was very, very strong. We walked together, and I tried to discreetly quiz her. Did she have a boyfriend? What was she doing in Toronto? Just as we were headed for the cafeteria, I saw a chubby white guy yelling at another guy who looked obviously queer. I bristled. I’ve seen a lot of arrogant white guys in Canada. They act like they own the place. In the U.S. they know better than to start a fight with Black men. They know we can kick their. I just let her go, walking at my normal pace and stewing some more. The further she went from me, the more emotional distance I felt between us, and the more bitter I got."That's right, leave the little babbler in the dust. You don't need him."Finally she disappeared into a throng of people and I just stopped. She was coming up on one of the defining moments of her young life, a turning point, and she didn't want me there with her. She was being an ice cold bitch in fact, a side of her I'd. “Were you checking my ass out?” he asked though not accusing me. I reached for the baby oil and lathered my hand dropping my shorts with a flick of a button, “No.” I said. “Yes you were,” he insisted moving towards me. I began to caress my shaft. “Do you want to see it again?” he asked. I didn’t answer. He bent over and spread his ass cheeks. “Do you want to put it in? It’ll feel just as tight as your sister I bet.” My shaft now wet with baby oil was throbbing and hot in my hand. I moved.