Ask them how they feel about that.Q.(Turning to Steve and Rick) So, how about it? Do either of you regard Dax as 'superior', as more 'manly', for havi...g fathered your wives babies, instead of yourselves?A.Steve---Yes. In a way, I do feel that way. But you see, this has been the greatest fear, the biggest threat that whites (in the South, but other places as well) have felt the most concerned about---namely their sexual inferiority to blacks. It's a deep insecurity that lies at the very bottom. "Dude, whatever you need. I'll wait by my car for you. I'm in lot C,about 30 cars back. I'll wait for you, but hurry up, I want to getgoing." Thanks, I'll be right there," I said.I started to walk towards the exit, but for some reason a thought came tomind, that I need to check out how I looked first. So vain, I thought.Not that I wanted to look good but I didn't want to look like a mess too.So vain. I made my way into a ladies room real quick. I checked my makeupand reapplied my lipstick. I. But was this really a different woman at all? No, this was the result of my teacher being around a bunch of sexy teenage guys all day and how she was having to help herself to take the sexual tension back to a normal level.I quietly pushed to door shut behind me as I went on inside, standing there silently and watching Miss Wilson get herself off. She reached up and groped her breasts through her sweater as her hand moved faster between her legs."Mmmmmm, ohhhhhhhh," she moaned as she started to. Hey! Damn kids get away from her! I yelled as I kicked an incoming rock into one of their guts and scooped her up. They ran off as I hurridly got her into the passenger seat of the car. I flipped her on her back as I stared into her crystal blue eyes. They were filled with hurt. Once I saw that face, it broke my heart into a billion pieces. I cradled her face, kissing her cheeks as I looked into her eyes. Are you okay baby? I ask worried. Im fine daddy. she says as I wipe away one of her tears..