I was with Reggie and another guy named Tony. We were skins so I took off my shirt in case they couldn't tell the one white guy. Reggie took off his s...irt and he looked pretty ripped, but the thing that stood out the most was a scar on his arm. While we were warming up and just shooting around, I asked what had happened to his arm.He answered me saying "The same thing that happened to him," as he pointed at Tony who had the same scar, "And those guys," as he pointed to the guys wearing shirts.. When I went downstairs I saw a note that Chief was outside, relief. When my mom came home I told her I wasn’t hungry and was going upstairs.This morning was the same as the one before, getting dressed going thru the house with a broom looking for Chief. It was now two days after I told my mom to let out Chief in the back yard before she left for work. But some day she might forget so I was checking out the house anyway. My state of mind was frazzled at best. Most nights I would toss and turn. Because hey, they're paying you.A year passes. Maybe two. You think, wow, I have all these things that I have to do each day. They really have nothing to do with the skills that I'm trying to build. The skills that will allow me to compete in the arena that is the American Corporate World. But well, they're paying me, right? And they say that I'll get 'training' to keep up my skills.You get training. Diversity training. Sexual Harassment training. How not to take bribes. Why you shouldn't use. I done it like she’s a horse because I bet she’s seen that before. Couldn’t think of anything more humiliating. An I done that, and she done great. She’s gonna be a right fine whore.”Aubrielle turns in my arms to face Nora. “No, being examined like that was not the most humiliating. Being told by a commoner that I had done well ... told as if it might matter is not quite the most humiliating thing ever.” She’s almost whispering, she’s speaking so softly now. “The only thing worse is knowing.