“He’s here!” came the excited shout from the kitchen as Hannah appeared, wearing only the robe, as I suggested. “Get the door!”“Me?” I a...ked, sipping the whiskey, “He’s your fuck buddy. You get the door.”“Henry!” she snapped at me. I grumbled as I set my glass down, on a coaster like she always told me to do, then extricated myself from the Lazy Boy. I had to steady myself for a couple of seconds. I wasn’t drunk, but the room was a little unsteady. The doorbell rang again.“Keep it in your. Just tell us whatyour type is."Yet again I felt myself blushing. "Well ... uhm ... I guess ... someonelike ... you two."The girls exploded into a giggle fit at my response that took severalmoments to die down. It was Ashley that finally spoke, even though, shewas still in the midst of giggling. "You're just too cute, kid."**********************************************************************************************"Highschool sure sounds complicated," I muttered to myself as I walkedback to. I do not want to hurt you. Please." His hold on me relaxed some as I stopped struggling with him. "There... I am going to remove my hand from your mouth, do not try and scream."Nick slowly moved his hand from my mouth and rested it on my shoulder. His other hand still had a firm hold on my arm and was pretty tight. My world was spinning out of control right now and I needed to figure out how to get free. "What are you doing? What do you want?" I half-whispered in a pleading tone."I want what. I thought it was strange that the dark-skinned troopers were asked to repair to the last car just before the caboose and not mingle with the other white folks. It seemed a contradiction to the war we had just fought for their freedom.Still, it was the way things were and nobody seemed to object too much, because emotions were still running high on both sides.I got into a card game that made the time go a lot faster and the train swayed in a steady beat to our progress. Surprisingly, I won a.