She cut off a healthy slice. She cut some bread off a fresh loaf and buttered it and applied mustard. The ham, a couple of slices of tomato and a coup...e slices of longhorn cheese completed her creation.She sliced it in four wedges and placed them on a plate. The coffee had started to boil. She took it off the stove and poured it through four layers of cheesecloth to remove the grounds.She poured coffee for Sam, Pa and herself and a glass of milk for me. We sat and Sam told us about her life as. She could feel him lay the wax paper down, gently rubbing to make it stick. “Are you ready?” he asked, his finger hovering at the corner of the strip.“Ready!” she called out and braced for the familiar pain.“Allons-y!” he yelled and quickly ripped the paper from her. Carried groaned loudly. No matter how many times she got waxed, it always took her by surprise how much it hurt. She looked up at Derrick who was in a panic. “Oh my God, I’m sorry - I’m so sorry. Are you okay? Oh my, God. I love. "My name is Jason and this is Carl. Would you ladies like to dance," Jason said. Before we could say "yes", Jason grabbed Kelly's hand and they headed off to the dance floor."My name is Carl. What is yours?" Carl asked."My name is Stephanie do you want something to drink?" I asked."Sure," Carl said. I handed him a glass and we headed over to the benches to talk. I looked onto the dance floor and saw Kelly having the time of her life. She and Jason were slow dancing. Kelly had a big smile on her. Angique reached out with red nailed fingers. She pinched the closest nipple and twisted it left and right. This shook the girl out of her apathy. She pushed the chair back with a yelp. Then she stood on shaking knees. The dress sagged down to her hips."Listen to me, Kristie", the seated woman said. She put in a pause to get the sobbing girl's full attention. "It is your right to regard yourself a lesbian. It is your right to refuse pleasing this man. It is even your right to tell me here and.