At Ward 12," Fallujah trying to remember where the incident took place. He hated what had happened to him."So I am looking at five ... five East Europ...an girls then?" Elaine slowly picking up her receiver."Actually I suffered racial discrimination too ... from my supervisor," another man spoke."Ok I'm dealing with a man this time. Is he white?" Elaine asked."She is white..." the man said in low monotone."Is she British?" Elaine was curious."No. I don't think so," the man responded.Elaine. "Angela was still gripping my arm and hand tightly and sobbing, and it was difficult to understand Jonathan over her and the noise of the machine."How are you feeling?" he asked as he shined a penlight into my eyes."I'm a little freaked out," I admitted. "What happened?" Do you know your name?" Jonathan asked me."I hope I do, Jonathan. It's Ka- I mean Josh." I replied, stammering and wondering what had happened.I heard another scream just then and a commotion in the next room. Jonathan gave me. " She was reading a speech, James realized,shutting off his attention. He remembered how she would go on and onfor the better part of forever. He nodded, not knowing what he hadagreed to, but not really caring. His mind was occupied with hismemories, trying to recall everything possible about what was going on.The year, dammit, let's see counting back... Nineteen ninety three. Ithad to be. The year he went off to college was the ninety three, ninetyfour school year. SHIT! Idaho! What the fuck. A.Helen was sitting with her legs parted, wearing a light summer dress, it exposed a lot of thigh. I could even make out some hair sticking out of her undies...I was in heaven.She was apparently still turned on from Mum's story earlier, because she was weaving her open legs from side to side, and saying how hot it was here, this time of year. I could see a small wet spot at her crotch.Mum suggested a swim, but Helen protested because she hadn't shaved. Mum just giggled, saying that she hadn't.