" she says."I think we have been together long enough and done enough you know I am not going to laugh so what?" you ask."Well," she says shyly, "Do y...u ever wonder...you know...how it feels for...for the 'other side'?" You mean, do I ever wonder what sex feels like for a woman?" you ask. She nods quickly, and you say, "Well, yeah, I guess I have wondered what it feels like for you. I guess if I could better understand what you're experiencing, then I'd be able to better please you."This. I told her you have lost so much of weight which would make other women of your age jealous and inspiration. She blushed and said that she is doing for her health and to stay fit for their children. I have really appreciated her. She made some Tea and while handing it over to me, she was feeling uncomfortable in her back. I asked her did she took any medicines or visited any doctor. She said she has no one to take her to the doctor and told her I will take her. She convinced and visited Doctor. I was his property, and he had the same thing as adeed, legal now in the land of the free. Before I?d imagined options.Now...!Well, not so free, now. Whites were becoming slaves, and laws werechanging to make it legal, under what they called ?voluntary?conditions, for whites. Fucking voluntary, my ass. Best I could tell,by eavesdropping on my owner?s television, whenever I wasn?t workingoutside his house, upwards of thirty percent of the white men inAmerica were already compromised, and that. But I heard snippets here and there and one of them was that Tara had an eight month old son. Good for you, I thought, and there it rested for a month. Jo was already crying when I answered her call, she’d probably been crying before she even dialled the number. Tara’s son had died of SIDS in the night. I’ve no idea why she called me, particularly, and I suspect that she was calling people at random. I happened to still be in her phone book. When she asked me if I would go to the funeral I.