It felt like a face, but her lips did seem a bit larger, and her chin was strong. Then I felt her hair, and it was crinkly. I moved my fingers to her ...ace again and I once again caressed her, plotting in my mind the features I was feeling.“Jackie, are you black?” I asked quietly.“Well, I am told I am, and I am also African-American.” We both giggled.“OK, that is cool. So you know, my hair is probably the same color as yours is.”We hugged and chatted for a bit until we both went to sleep.By this. I took a deep breath as the door to my stall slowly opened. A shadowy figure entered the stall. I felt my heart skip a beat as I realized that the figure was Max. I began to shake as my heart raced. I stood up and tried to walk towards the door Max let out a loud growl. "Please no, not again, never again, please just go away", I said as a teer went down my cheek. Every time I tried to move Max moved in front of me. I was freaking out. I really wished I hadn't smoked that weed. I couldn't think. “I won’t be long.”I entered the tourist information center and was met by a woman about my age — a pleasant, slightly chubby woman in a khaki uniform.After we had exchanged pleasantries, she told me that this was the site of one of the early colonial forts, and it, the sand dunes and the beach, was part of a national park.She gave me a guide and pointed at a section of the beach. “This part of the beach is clothing optional if that what you are interested in?”“Are you sure that this was a. " Sandra waited for me to say something but I was busy. I had half a day of phone messages to catch up on, and a court date in little over an hour. Finally she turned to leave."Oh, and Sandra?"She turned and waited."Yes?" Thanks for the donuts."The rest of the morning - thank God! - went fairly smoothly. I had a couple meetings with clients, who - as usual - swore up and down they were innocent. Now, I tried my best to reason with them, letting them know that their attitude would not play well.