‘I’ve made your favourite, Jamaican chicken with rice.’‘I’m not hungry,’ I managed. ‘But I might fancy some later, just leave it in the ...ridge.’ I felt slightly ungrateful because his voice sounded so soft and caring and, of course, he’d made the effort to prepare a meal despite his own depression.‘Is it okay if I come in?’ he asked. ‘I don’t want to infringe on your privacy but I think we should start talking to each other. We wander in and out of the house like total strangers. I don’t think. "I?m okay, but I?ve got a bit of a problem." What?s up?" Well," Chris said, "I?ve got nothing to wear. So I?ve either got to borrowsomething from you, or I?m stuck in your apartment all day." You?ll just have to stay at my place," Debbie said playfully. Then, "Oh, of course you can borrow some of my clothes. Just don?t stretch out any of my nicedresses!" Actually, I thought I?d borrow some jeans or something." Well, okay. Suit yourself. You?ll find some panties in the top dresser drawer." Uh,. He was horrified and shocked to be spanking himself, and even felt the stinging in his hand. Shortly afterwards, he yelled at his other self that he was grounded. Jason hated that, knowing that he'd be the one grounded if he got back. At least, he told himself, he didn't have to feel that spanking, shuddering at it inside. Later on, Jason went and grabbed the still pouting other Jason, and dragged him to the door. Jason wondered where he was going, not having any idea, even though he was. After several times of inhaling the smoke Candy felt a sudden calm and felt more at ease with the situation.Being in a strange place and at the moment alone with a giant black African was intimidating to say the least but after a few minutes those fears began to fade away. She had tried to push those sights of the young British girl being blacked and her sister being ravaged by two Africans out of her mind but it was still bothering her. Yet, this was Candy's first independent chance to appear.