“Tommy, you are going to get one bare assed swat for each letter in the word you said. Now pull down your pants and bend over. Put the bar of ...oap in your mouth” I complied, knowing it was useless to object. Unfortunately mom had learned from my oldest brother not to believe we hadn’t stuffed something in our pants to soften the blows - dammit. In truth, it didn’t really hurt that much when mom did the spanking - except for the one time I laughed at her while she was. Historically, more Black women have ( willingly or unwillingly) shared the beds of White men than Black men have shared the beds of White women. Yet you call us sell-outs. At the same time, you parade up and down with White men, treat them better than you would ever treat a Brother, and then get mad when the Brothers date and marry women of other races. Want to know what Brothers fear? It’s not racist cops who pump ninety nine bullets into innocent, unarmed and law-abiding young Black men and. "Yes, you know, his.... his dick it's very big."I didn't know what to do with that information so, "And you think this isa bad thing?" In a whisper she answered"Yes, yes it is. He is very rough with it and sometimes it hurts me. Iwish he could be more..." More what pam?" I asked."Well, I wish he could be more... i don't know. I wish he could bemore... like you." Me? What do you mean more like me?" She looked like a frightened littlegirl."Gen can I ask you something?" I tried to guess where this. I definitely need this.’ ‘Then, take your pants off, girl. I will show you how wonderful it can feel to let off some steam once in a while and that I certainly can be ofgreat help with that.’ Sliding down her pants in a hurry, sacking down on the sofa again, desperately awaiting what Lanie was up to next, Beckett slyly grinned at her. ‘If I only had known that earlier, Lanie…!’ ‘What? Don’t you tell me, you would’ve taken me up on this sooner…?’ Surprised, that they could still laugh together.