What I found out about them before they left was they had no kids, he worked three months on days and three months on nights and was currently on nigh...s. Jill worked as a bank teller and had to work late on Fridays because she just started there and was the new girl.Monday I came home from work and notice Jacks car in the driveway and Jill's car wasn't home yet. I parked and ran in the house to take a quick shower and change cloths. then in the kitchen to fix a frozen diner I heard Jacks car. His lips are hesitant against mine, but my movements are accepting. Encouraging. I reach up and wrap my left hand around his neck. His right reaches over and touches my lower back, holding me closer to him. Our mouths move against each other, tasting each other. My thighs twitch around his hand that’s still in my lap and he presses his fingertips into my leg. I gasp and look around us, but no one’s paying us any mind, the movie’s story still unfolding. I look back at him and give him a chaste. The water is so warm and relaxing. I feel like I could stay in there all night. I eventually get out and dry off, putting on my tank and thong. Thats my nightly pajamas. As I walk out the lights are off except for the glow from the bathroom light. Suddenly Im grabbed from behind, his left arm around my throat. Not to tight so I can still breath but tight enough to keep me from moving andhold my head back. His right hand begins groping my chest. Ready for some fun? He whispers in my ear as he. Finally I ask, a group of sixty freshmen, mostly white, with a few Asians and three blacks, ‘Who can say the word Nigger?’ Silence lingers throughout the room. Sixty students’ eyes fixed on the 40-year-old black female professor who has just asked them the most controversial question possible. When no one answers, I go through a lengthy history of the word in language and Black identity. I ask the question again, the history lesson now done, ‘Who can say the word Nigger?’ I scanned the room,.