There was always something wrong with the girls he dated. They were always too skinny, too pushy, too short, too tall or just not his type. Often when...he was on a date Amy would turn up, out of nowhere, and wind up sitting with them in the movies or soda fountain. Amy, on the other hand, dated only occasionally and Duke found that she had the reputation of being the ice-queen. Whenever any boy started taking "liberties" Amy would let him know that she was off-limits.When Duke decided to join. . . weird, coming from you." I took her hand and placed it on her chest and then leaned in til my lips were right by her ear and whispered, "I don't think that's true. I can tell by the way your body just shivered that you like it." She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and pushed me away before walking around the front of the bathroom counter. "OK, KO, of course I like being told I'm beautiful. I think you're a very good looking young man in fantastic shape and we've been locked in the same. So I invited her to my place...When we got there, she said she thought I was gorgeous and that she couldn't believe she was actually in my house and that I wanted to have sex with her. She had a very low self esteem and she was very nervous when she told me she never had sex with anyone but her husband, and certainly not with a younger man. (She is 52)In my bedroom I took off my shirt and I took off her blouse. When I unhooked her bra to let her tits loose I thought "oh yeah!" I love hanging. But we sho is trying…all the time a tryin! As he said that, George gave a wide, white toothy grin like a big ol’ black bear from ear to ear. (Hmmm, no children. Well, one out of two was pretty good). ‘George, have you ever had any white pussy?’ ‘Goddamn Mr. Henried! No I never done fool around with no white bitches. They’s always trying to get ol’ George to give ’em some of my black licorice stick…but I don’t trust no white women, no how, and no way. Fust thang you know, they be screaming rape.