And most of the early band leaders who played swing music were Negroes. Louis Armstrong. Cab Calloway. Count Basie. And your father's father probably ...alled it jungle music or something else just as derogatory." Boy, if he was still around, I'd love to tell him what you said." I wouldn't do that if I were you, Leslie. People are very touchy about their prejudices." Oh, my father's not prejudiced." Leslie, you don't have to lynch people or burn crosses to be prejudiced." Lynch people? Burn. "I figured you wouldn't, you are such a gentleman." She leaned in andgave him a kiss. At first it was just a peck, but then they locked eyesand both went in for a deeper kiss. They stood in front of therestaurant for two minutes making out and holding each other beforeKristin suggested they take it back to her place and they started walkingarm in arm with her propping him up.After five blocks the pressure was starting to get to be too much forTony to bear. He asked how much further and. Until she had taken over the paperwork in October, George had beenworking herself towards a nervous breakdown. But she had to be trained,and all the others."I never get to just weld anymore," the native woman moaned as shestarted a bead on a sheet of steel. "That's what I love, and now itseems I'm just a boss." Then she shook her head and concentrated on herwork. After all, she had no chance of going back to the old days again.She and Kyle were making money hand over fist, and if they. She was pulling me closer. I could feel the pressure of her chestagainst mine, both of our hearts racing. She leaned her head forward andgave me the gentlest kiss, just below my lips. "Did you get it?" Shh . . ."She kissed me again, this time with her soft lips parted slightly. Sheheld me there for what seemed like a blissful eternity. There wasnothing but the warmth of our bodies pressed against each other. Then Ifelt her tongue. First it just flicked gently, softly against myskin--each.