Too much of a chance ofexplosions," he answered. Pleased, Mr. Gates did a little fist pump."Good job, Melissa. I can always count on you," he glowed."...ou WILL have to suggest something soon, you do realize," he asked, deepconcern in his effeminate voice."Ya, but not any of Mr. Walowitz's work, I hope. Anyways, that's all Ineeded. You go home and get some rest."He thanked Melissa's boss and was on his way again. To his surprise, herboyfriend was parked outside, waiting for her."Uh, Honey, aren't. If her husband, Bennie, weren't enough to discourage you," there were chuckles, "then, the fact that she can put you away would. I'm glad to have them both as friends. Protect and Preserve!"There was some good-natured ribbing of Robby though not much. He had passed through the fire successfully and earned the respect of his community. Pam and Melissa came over to hug and kiss me and then pounced on Bennie giving him hugs and some serious kisses. "Lovie and Love, don't overwhelm the poor,. Then she stared down at her stomach in amazement. She was covered with blood. As she watched, a hole appeared in her right breast. It hurt like hell!She lost her balance and spiraled dizzyingly down, unable to keep her wings stretched and level, mostly because of that terrible cramping in her stomach. As yet another hole appeared in her chest just below her left breast, she realized what was happening."I'm being shot!" she exclaimed out loud, then coughed up a surprising amount of blood from. From the corner of her eye, she could see a large man next to her. A large black man. A large Negro. He was looking at swim trunks. Actually, he was looking at Speedos. Jane saw that there were a number of Speedos. One Speedo in particular was lime-green and was cut like a woman's thong with a pouch in front. For the ball hugging, she thought, giggling inside. Another was White and opaque, and was a little more generous in fabric. She was turned on by the thought of little bathing suits for.