Townsend answered the phone, and I asked her if Clara had gotten home all right. She seemed like she didn't want to talk to me at first, but then she ...old me that Clara was home, and in her room resting. I could hear Mr. Townsend yelling at someone in the background. He was really yelling loud."Larry, I think it would be better if you waited until tomorrow, or even Thursday, before you try contacting Clara. We're in the middle of a family emergency right now, and it would just be better if you. “What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck…” I muttered over and over while I rooted through two sets of male clothing strewn on the floor. I finally found my pair of boxers and put them on. It was at this point that whatever adrenaline rush I’d gotten out of panic stopped, and it felt like my head was fighting with itself, attempting to split in two. I moaned, putting both hands on either side of my head and sank the floor out of dizziness. When my body hit the floor, I heard violent. They were in the middle of a Sunday session, finishing the first issueof the year when Tina sensed Gayle, a light-skinned black girl, staringat her."Yes?"Gayle hesitated."Do you still have to take shit from people? You know, about..." Do you still have to take shit from people, you know, about beingblack?" Tina asked. Gayle stopped what she was doing, started to reply,then stopped. "Kind of the same thing, yes?" Yeah, it is. Sorry."They worked for another hour before they started wrapping. Looking the woman's drawers, she found a pair of fairly ordinary. Lollypop-style full briefs that were lemon yellow and somewhat faded. "Here you go."Right in front of her, facing her so that his penis poked out right toward her face, Derry lowered his underpants. His penis was erect, but small, as was his testicular sack. While his pubic hair was dark and curly like the hair on his head, it grew only in a narrow vee over his genitals and barely at all on his testicals. He had no pubes growing.