Pain lashed through me with the memory.She came back out and studied my face. “Are you okay?”I shook away the memory. “I ... I’ve never actual...y been in anyone else’s house before.”Her eyebrows rose. “Really? Oh, well, this isn’t a house, it’s an apartment.” She smiled at her own joke.I could tell she was trying to lighten the mood and smiled gratefully.Her expression softened and she glanced up at the sky. “It’s too hot out here,” she said with a soft voice. She held her hand out to me,. After too many drinks, I follow the guy home he lived nearby.He gave me a drink when we got to his apartment. We kissed; he was a good kisser.As we entered his bedroom, he quickly got the clothes off me. I felt it like electric shocks when he touched my body.But he avoided touching my breasts and I still had panties on.He held my arms firmly over my head. We kissed deeply and wonderfully. I only wanted him to take me.I tie you to my bed, you must be mine, mine to use, he says.I didn't think at. Mom and I'll go without you.I looked quickly at Julie, then at Wayne. He said, "your mother's not going and that's that, no wife of mine is going to a nigger wedding"Jumping up from the table Julie said, "Well go to hell then. Mom and I will go without you. If you want to stay home and wallow in your hate for black people, then it's best you don't go."I quickly said, Wayne, I think it's time to stop all this bickering and go to the wedding, If you decide not to go that's alright to, but Julie. "Yes Mrs.Taylor, I don't mind wearing it!" Then it's settled. Penny thank you again and I'll see you tomorrow."Mrs Jenkins walked out of the office and Mrs.Taylor finished up a fewthings while I sat there thinking about the phony test score and whatwas in store for me now.The next day was filled with more feminine sissy jokes by Kristen andher friends. Several times Mrs. Jenkins had to tell her to lay offpicking on me. I was so embarrassed and it was still humiliatingwearing the ribbon. By the.