He paused for a moment then laughing, “I get your blouse and skirt.”I gawked. “YOU BASTARD!” But I had no choice so I agreed. “I won my sor...rity’s charity pool tournaments in my junior and senior years back in college,” I bragged. “You’re on.” I lost and lost badly. I stood in the middle of the room full of black men and now had to strip off my clothes. “Double or nothing,” I yelled.Jamal walked up and circled me “Oh, no, Snowflake. Pay up.” My hands trembling, I undid my blouse and skirt.. Dad had the sports page of the local paper on the kitchen table when we arrived for breakfast. We read the front-page account with renewed giddiness. It got a couple minor things wrong, but it was pretty good.After Sandy drove Heather to “that” house, I wrote for many hours endeavoring to get caught up, while Rhee read more of this diary. About 2:30, Rhee interrupted my writing.“I think I’m going through withdrawal.”I looked at her and asked, “Of Heather?”“Yeah. It’s not anything in particular,. ” Dave chided me.“No, you’re misunderstanding me. I don’t care if you invite her to our table, I’m just telling you not to get attached. She’s hot as a firecracker in the sack, I don’t know about first dates, but I hear she gets around now. Oh, I’ve said too much.”We sipped our drinks through another song or two and we hadn’t seen Barbie for a bit. Dave was either thinking a new plan, or rethinking Barbie. He asked if I could answer an off color question.“What do you mean?” I wondered.“I’m. I noticed her alarm clock, 7:15. "Come on sleepy head. I've got a long day ahead of me and most of it starts this morning," I said as I crawled up onto the bed next to the grinning and buxom bombshell."Did you see your girl in your dreams?" she asked softly.I was at a loss of how much to tell her. On one hand she had pretty much saved me and even helped me with my hunger, but on the other hand I didn't know her any better than I had Michael before I had seen his memories. Maybe if she let me.