Then I'll give him his last payment he'll ever get to move someone. He should know better than to mess with his betters. "There was no need for you to...be rude to me," I haughtily say as I rummage through my purse. "I'll pay you and these miscreants you hired, and you all can be on your way." hmm where is my checkbook I could have sworn it was in my small Louis Vuitton" but DO NOT think this will be the last of it." I gratingly declared as I poked through the compartments of my purse for the. .. my car. It was a present for my college graduation ... But ... the car ... it isn’t going to be taking us home ... I’m afraid it isn’t going anywhere, anymore.”She looked lost and hurt and scared and oh – so, sad. My heart went out to her as did my arms. When I hugged her lightly, she stiffened for just an instant and surrendered to the warmth and safety of a strong hug. Her tears wet my shirt collar and I held her until it passed, letting her work through the worst of her dilemma and get it. She looked over at me smiling as I knew what she was thinking because as much as we have watched each other having sex with other people Brittany had never been with a black guy believe it or not. They continued dancing until she whispered something into his ear and then they walked over towards me. Brittany said his name was Anthony who shook my hand and introduced himself. He was a tall guy and a really nice guy who seemed very laid back. Brittany looked at me with a smirk and said that we. It was Saturday morning around 9AM and I was in my room alone with a nice pile of women?s clothes. Well I went straight back into the same exact outfit I had just stripped out of and spent 15 minutes looking at myself in the mirror on the back of our door. I wanted to shave my legs and shave off my goatee immediately, and then get some make-up and head to walk around campus, but I knew that was a crazy idea. So I spent the morning sitting at my desk, trying to be very quiet when I heard people.