Iwas pleased that I empathized with everything I read, well of course Idid, and that it gave me so much information. However I was soon toohungry to c...ntinue and crossed to the kitchen corner of my studio flat.In the top cupboard I found a box of muesli and a bowl. I stood on tiptoeto reach them but found it made little difference from my heels. In thefridge was only skimmed milk. Yesterday I had eaten a big bowl ofchocolate cereal, followed by bacon and eggs, but now I must watch myfigure. I. Black as usual," Karen said feigning disappointment.I playfully snapped back at her. "You said yourself that black is mycolor!" "No pun intended, right?" Karen said with sarcasm. "It is true...In every sense..." I said matter-of-factly. "Help a girl out will you?" Iasked. Karen reached into the box and took out the large bra. She made astartling observation. "You got gold fringes also? I always pegged you asa silver girl." "I was going for something a little different this time.Besides, Gold. When I traveled Charlotte I always stayed on Wilkerson Blvd, not too far out of downtown. If one could not find something of interest on Wilkerson Blvd., then you were in the wrong end of town; I was in the right end of town.Back then I had not gotten the nerve to dress fully and go out. I had bought women’s jeans, nice silk blouse, bras, panties, stockings, and women’s loafers. I had makeup like foundation, blush, lipstick, eye liner, false eye lashes, and even clear finger nail polish. On. "Okay, Chad, It's your turn in the barrel," Stan ordered, watching intently. "I think I'm beginning to figure out what's wrong. Try talking to the girl this time, instead of the man."The girl's delicate features showed that she was almost frozen with fear, and she shuddered visibly at Chad's approach. Ignoring the others, he pulled up a chair and sat facing her, trying to look as friendly as he knew how."Chad." He pointed at himself and spoke his name in soft tones, then pointed at her, waiting.