But only for a few seconds.Mrs. North put her right hand at her glassesand readjusted them. Then she looked at me.“If you want to know about that, I...uess we have no choice. Anyoneagainst it?”I didn't even have to check the classroom toknow that everyone was shaking their heads.I then spoke up again.“I think the best way to teach us would bea live presentation, right, Mrs. North?I would assist you, of course.”Mrs. North immediately walked over to me andsquatted right in front of my legs.“Yes,. I recognised a few of them from other parties we had attended but not all. Deke made the introductions and I sensed a few of them showing their surprise that a white guy was in their midst but Deke assured them I was a 'good whitey' and, "hey, wasn't the evening all about improving racial relations?"We soon settled down into a relaxed bonhomie and another parallel auction was almost started when the 'teams' vied to have me, the token white guy, as one of their number. It was clear that most of. As usual, I was wearing my blues- loose cotton pants and top, like you would see in any hospital, and I was enjoying watching Maria as she bustled about the kitchen. Her housekeepers uniform was stretching in all sorts of interesting places and I was having a lovely time. I could feel a bulge forming in my pants so I was careful to stay seated with the table providing a degree of cover. I didnt want to cause any trouble, and the last thing I needed was for Maria to see my bulge and shout her. I continued, "But the way things are between us in that house, I never felt anything for them like I do for you. They don't understand me like you do." "I thought I did," Zoey said. "But after the other day, I don't know." "Yeah, you're right," I said. "Maybe you don't. Not completely, anyway. Like I said there's a lot of stuff that I've been kind of hiding because I was afraid. But I think if we're going to have a chance together, you need to know all of it. I want you to understand all of me,.