Much later and much too late to do anything about it.Monday Mary Ellen's group was smaller when they came to class. One of the guys wasn't there and I...found out later that his first day of college was also his last, but I never found out why. His absence left a vacant seat next to Mary Ellen and when she saw me looking her way she pointed to it. I got up and moved to sit with her. As I took the seat I saw Marsha give me a look that I took to mean:"I warned you you poor twit."We made small talk. These strangers acknowledged their mutual existence under one liberating system whereby packs of Swedes were near to the Africans clad in orange and black garments. These packs moved with speed, darting between baggage carts and crying children. They lived in a tense equality and controlled chaos: acknowledging their equality, smiling upon each other, but underneath that thin surface, beneath the thin disguise, a palpable hatred, the law of the jungle coexisting with laws of conscience and good. He knew her limits and intended to take her to the edge of them during this special party. Once she chose 3 men from the hundreds of emails she received, she turned the addresses over to M so that he could disclose to the participants what he expected from them throughout the night. They all reached a consensus to hold the party at a seedy motel in town where the noises they knew would be elicitited from her would not bother the neighboring rooms. The party was to be held the next night at 9pm. Lacie felt the wall against her back, and realized that somehow he had pressed her into it. Rather than feeling trapped, Lacie felt more safe there than anywhere else in her entire life. Her breath shuddered in her lungs as Lacie gasped out. ‘please…’ Master stopped his gentle ministrations. Leaning back, his keen eyes locked with hers. Silent, he waited for her to speak. ‘Please…’ Lacie pressed herself forward, crushing herself against his body. Lacie took a deep shuddering breath, and.