I'm not going anywhere, both literally and figuratively, and I want us to become good friends and even better lovers," she said softly.Jennifer looked...up into the strangely kind eyes of this hardened convict. "Roxie, what did you mean at dinner tonight? You told that Angela woman that I was your pretty. What did you mean?" she asked.Roxie smiled. "This can be a very cold and lonely place, honey, if you don't have a friend to help you pass the time and make life a little easier. I used to have. She never was." I'm sure of that." Thank God she recovered sufficient spirit to deal effectively with the bastard when Annette came to her but she still lived with the self-deception that she had loved him up to the day before." That's what she told me." I'll bet. It's still a safety net. She said that every time she convinced herself that she had done the right thing there was a little nagging voice at the back of her mind..." Not any more. I sorted her out on that one when she told me the. "So we worked through to the two o'clock break, then went out to my car for some privacy. Once we were settled, Frieda said, "Okay, I've been good -- gimme!" Well, as far as it went, I told you the whole front end," I told her, "more or less as it happened. Jack DID take me home afterward, but I brought him in with me." No way!" Frieda's eyes bugged."Way!" I insisted. "Momma had waited up, too!" Omigod!" Frieda gasped, "How did THAT go?" Really strange," I told her. "Momma was ... subdued. She. She is hijabi. She has a round gorgeous face with light brown skin. Her head is covered with black scarf. While I am black skinned muscled boy. My skin is black as a dark chocolate. my face id good looking with French styled beard. I would have look handsome, If I had fair coloured skin. She said “Yes there are 3 other girls & 2 boys with us. I am surprised. Whom other person is she talking about. She looked at me while being on phone. I looked at behind seats in funny mood checking who other.