I took a couple of steps towards her and she came into my arms, putting her head against my chest. She sobbed for a good ten minutes and I felt she wa... releasing the tension of more than just today. I just held her and stroked her long dark hair until the sobs subsided and she looked up at me. Slowly a tiny smile spread across her face. She moved her hands from behind me to my chest, parted my dressing gown and placed her head and hands on my bare skin. There she stayed for a long time, not. And I know... I am yours.I rinse the soap from my body with the last of the hot water. Wrapping a towel around me, I make my way into the bedroom and open the closet to pull all of my work clothes aside, working my way to the back, where I stashed all my "sexy clothes."Your voice is still ringing in my ears, "You're mine, my love. You belong to me," so I pull back the dresses meant for office parties, to find the short, skimpy dress that I bought just to wear for you, the one that remained. ” Still a bit disbelieving she said, “But you HAVE always been so prim and proper...” She grinned and stuck out her hand which Aggie took. “Glad to meet you Aggie.”“Maybe you’ll think differently about it after lunch,” Aggie responded then added, “After you tell me your story, I’ll tell you mine ... if you can handle it.”Taking another sip of wine Carla said, “For the first time since I realized what an unnatural kind of life a wife of a pastor has to lead, I’m getting the feeling that there. Crows have to use the woods." It still took me a moment to process; niggers were crows.Even at my young age I knew that was outrageously wrong. Not that the N word itself bothered me; I'd seldom heard it and never heard any other word for the race; but the blatant, self-righteous degradation of people, simply because they weren't white, really bothered me. I wondered how my father could think that way. I never really got over it. To this day, I still experience pangs of guilt and shame when a.