"Eugene took the offered pea coat, and stared with disbelief at hissister's nonchalance. "You can't seriously believe I'll go out with youlike this. I...mean what are you wearing anyway."Mary Anne looked gorgeous in her blue geometric patterned minidress. Withher hair tucked up under blue vinyl hat with the short brim at the front,she was just as pretty as he'd always remembered, just a little moregrown up than when he'd last seen her. As she finished her mascara, shegrabbed the matching short. And I had already seen the proof of such fate as I was gangbanged on a dailybasis while I was awaiting my trial. My first week I was so sore I could notwalk straight and my mouth was so sore It hurt to breath, and when I triedto talk it hurt and came out slurred and funny sounding like when yourpumped full of nova cane by the dentist. I can only guess I was penetratedat least 500 times a week.It was during my first shower that I was first approached by some big dudeswho walked up to me while I. "I know how it is, Baby. I'm sure I'll feel the same way when I have to go in my room. All we can do is pray for him to get better."Mom turned down the sheets as Nancy and the doctor got me out of the wheelchair and sat me on the edge of the bed. He left so they could get me into a nightgown and into bed.I had mixed feelings about my doctor. I'd found out that if he hadn't been there, Wes would probably have gotten the kidney transplant but they would have just done what they could to stabilize. "I'm sure there is enough room there." Is that your idea of racist humor," Wilson replied.I followed her to the bathroom and washed my hands several times before she came out of the stall. I smiled at her as I passed and stuck the tracker the size of a nickel on the waste band of her simple but elegant dress. The tracker had no weight to amount to anything."So Wilson do we have her?" I asked."We do indeed," he said."I'll be behind our taxi," I said as I sat on my scooter waiting for her to.