“Bobby, please. We need to talk about this.”He looked at his watch.“I need to get to my next class,” he said, to his watch.She sighed.“Go,�... she said.He left.She understood that he was angry and frustrated, and it had to have come from their momentary loss of control. But surely he saw the dangers of continuing that kind of relationship.Bobby’s refusal to even begin negotiations frustrated her so much that it affected her day. She didn’t think about that, either, about the fact that a pouting. But, in some sense, I am the bridge for souls to travel. I find them, and guide them on their journey. Some, are stronger than others, and despite my best efforts, they escape, and quickly become lost. Trapped between the fissures of reality. Your kind call them ghosts. But I know you. I see you. You will not wander far."Normally, on any other day, he would have thought all this was a cruel joke. But there was a gravity to the words. They were true. Rather than fight, resist and beg, he asked. What should I do now? Maybe I should have listened to my parents. Maybe I was too young to date. Well, there was nothing for it, I'd just have swallow my pride and walk home. It was only seven or eight blocks.I'd barely started to walk when a car full of young black teenagers drove slowly by. "Hey honky," yelled one of them. "Want a little of my black meat?" I tensed.I heard the driver say, "Leave her alone Kurt. She's not even old enough to bleed." Then the car roared away into the night. I. ” Ivy smiled up at her and said, “Can he do it with his pants on?” Barbie smiled the sexy smile I knew so well and said, “What I was talking about? Yes. But hold that thought, we might think of something else to do when we come back to it.” Ivy smiled her consent, removed her hand from my thigh and put on a pose that clearly said, “Show me.” So Barbie leaned in very close to me, placing her bunched together finger tips directly on my knee, which she then opened as she allowed her fingers to.