No way was I about to be foolhardy with my safety. I rested my head briefly against the cool door before straightening. I still had a lot to do.The sp...rk of pride hit me again as I surveyed the cluttered apartment. It was small and disorganized and crammed with unopened boxes, but it was MINE. No one could understand why I was so determined to do this by myself. Mom wanted me in one of the apartment complexes my brothers lived in, Dad wanted me to buy a house in the old neighborhood, and my. ” I started beating him like hell. He was bleeding all over the place. I broke his jaw and few of his bones. He fell on the floor unconscious. I still kicked him and saw my mother laying on the bed naked and not in her senses. I stopped beating the preacher and went near her. She was in dizzy state and moaning my dad’s name. She was dreaming of having sex with my dad. I took a blanket and . My anger doubled I started beating the preacher and dragged him out of the bedroom and squashed him below. He was older, in his 50s, he was big, around 6 feet 4, with thick muscular arms and a big hairy beer belly. I am only 5 feet 7. My mother is even shorter, like only 5 feet 2. I feel White men are so dominant and their dominance is so natural, whereas asians are genetically designed to be submissive. I felt so natural on my knees before my White master.?On the first day of prison I was sent completely naked into the cell. The prison guards had given me a cavity search and I was given enema in. “I’m sorry.” They said in unison as a chorus of embarrassed chuckles rose and fell. “Well, you might as well introduce yourselves since you seem to be getting intimate.” Came Katrina’s smooth voice as she made to go and help Solace to her feet, but backed away as she saw that Rosanna Romero had the situation in hand. “I’m Solace Tynan. Did I break anything? I thought you were a chair.” Solace stated while trying to straighten out her peasant skirt and blouse. The women closest to them laughed..