Although it seemed to me that she spent a longer time than necessary to powder me, I certainly didn’t mind. Her hands and fingers massaged all the r...ght spots. The pain was quickly forgotten and on several occasions I could feel my tummy fluttering from her touch. I wanted to ask her if she would continue, but I knew I would have felt embarrassed if came in front of a stranger. After all, what was I thinking; this was a hair salon not an erotic massage parlor. There’s a time and place for that. More than a few students in the crowd nodded."I told you last term that those students were causing problems andbullying," Mr. Handel accused the principal. "But you didn't want tolisten." But they were such good boys," she replied."Yes, in Grade 3 when you had them. Kids change. We need to get themstraightened out now, or they will wind up as thugs."Mrs. Karsen paused for a second, and then shook herself into action.She clapped her hands to quiet the chattering crowd of students. "Iwant to see. Still not worth killing yourself over, I chastised him. You’re right, he said with a sad little smile. Apparently, his father fired him and evicted him from the firm this afternoon. Damn. Do you like women at all? I asked Jean-Baptiste. I had to know. The guy was tall, good-looking and handsome. There’s so few educated and good-looking black men out there. It’s a shame when one of them swings that way. I love women, Jean-Baptiste said, and showed me an old picture of himself locking lips with. As they watched the people, Kaden watched the squirrels, being unable to smile when two of them got bored and shared a nut. ‘Did you bully him into it?’ she heard an older man ask. ‘No, we both decided on it,’ a younger boy responded. ‘We planned it together.’ ‘He’s younger than you, you’re suppose to look after ones that are younger than you. I understand you were trying to do it for good reasons but I’m rather disappointed in your shortsightedness, Todd.’ The man paused, scratching his.