"Linda smiled grimly at my attempted humor."Perhaps the 250th time will be different from the 249th," she said. "I've told her and told her. You've to...d her at least once and probably more than that. I think, realistically, she knows it. However..." Yes," I replied. "There is always the 'however.' I am unsure why she chooses to perpetuate the myth but I'm certain she has her reasons. Perhaps we could convince it is OK to believe that it is safer not to advertise it."Linda cocked her head to the. I looked up and saw that the woman in the blue dress was a black woman with straight hair. She stood about 5 foot 11. She was a little taller than me, and kind of thick(not fat, but curvy). I also noticed she had a tattoo on her neck. I started to examine her tattoo - when suddey she dipped back and her butt went into my groin for a second. She was doing a certain dance where she would shake around for a couple seconds the dip her butt back. I was fortunate to be close to her when she started. Soon after moving in we met our neighbors. Robert and Shawn are two young black men in their early twenties. Liz was mowing the yard one day, in a pair of short cut offs that allowed half of her pale white ass cheeks to hang out, when Robert came outside and started talking to her. She soon invited him in for a beer. I was a little leery of the young black man at first. I'm not prejudiced or anything, but at 6'2", Robert is 3 inches taller than me, and he was obviously enjoying the view of my. . honey ... I haven’t been this scared since I crippled Rachel.”“And how will you handle this fear,” she said.“I’m going to make Wolfgang Anson pay and I’ll cheat to do it. And it’s not some macho toxic masculinity “I have to beat him so I’ll feel like a man again” ... if I let this fear rule me, control me ... I’m no good to you or anyone else.”“There are other ways you could manage your fear...”“There are,” Eddie said, “and I’ll be talking to Chess about that. But in the end, Anson needs to.