A car had gone by at great speed and scared us both... We got such a shock that we both hurriedly got back on the motorcycle and rode away quicklyWhen...we got home, Rani was shaking and warned me to never take such a risk again. The motor cycle seat had a wet patch on it where Rani had been sitting. My munni (baby juice) had leaked out of her choot, through her shalwar and panties. She wiped it with the end of her dupatta (long neck scarf). She had then gasped and looking quickly to see if. " Well, one thing for sure: as of now you are a free woman. But I am curious. Why is you skin that color? It is almost yellow-brown." That is because I am an octoroon. That means that I am 7/8th White and 1/8th Nigger. That little bit of being less than pure White makes me a Nigger." Well, I ain't no slaveholder! As far as I am concerned, you are just as free as I am. I do not hold with owning slaves, even though I am a Texan through and through! Do you know where the key is so we can get you. ”The keys were behind the rear tire and my clothes were folded up in the front seat. My friends were at least honorable pranksters.The next couple days went by quick. I used some of my early graduation money and went to a men’s clothing store to buy a suit. After telling them the occasion I came out 400 bucks poorer but with a nice suit and a few different accessories so I could turn it into a couple of nice outfits.Friday was graduation where I saw most of my classmates for what was probably. Then I heard a car, and my ex drove by again with his friend. I bit my lip, thinking again about that night. But then Nick hit the brakes, and began driving backwards. Showing off? I thought, before Jake jumped out and stood in front of me. "Hey," he said. "Listen - about the breakup. Maybe, we could give it another try?" He blue eyes made my heart felt, and I could barely keep my knees from collapsing. I've wanted this for a long time. "I don't know," I replied, staring at his shirt. "I mean.