He then told me to get undressed and get ready for bed.Eric left the room locking me in as I sat down on the bed to recover. He had treated me like a ...irl in every way and the sudden thought that he could make me do it to him again any time he wanted made me shiver!I was still sitting on the edge of the bed, my body shaking and trembling, when the door opened and Ann came in. She saw that I was distressed and came and sat down on the bed besides me."What ever is wrong, Susan?" she asked as she. I was in a whirling fog. What will happen now. Claire was so young and we had melded in a passionate fury. Was I at fault or did Claire know what was at stake ? Claire turned to me a gently hugged me, crying. “It’s ok Claire.” “I’ve put you in a messy situation. I’m so sorry!” “We’ll make the best of it. Your mom will calm down.” Claire was frightened of her own independence. She had crashed into womanhood without knowing what it entailed. “I only want to be with you,”Claire said quietly. She. So it was in my father’s time. And his father before him. And so it is in my time. My name is Leonard James Etienne and I’m a young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I attend Emerson College and major in Criminal Justice. Someday, I intend to become a police officer. Why the police? Simply because I can’t think of any profession where one wields more power. The police decide who keeps their freedom and who doesn’t. Long before a person winds up before a judge, jury and. I don’t regret any of it. I can remember when I was not an old person, probably no more than thirty take-away twenty-four, ever since I’d been given a nurse’s outfit one Christmas, playing hospitals with my dolls, bandaging our cocker spaniel’s leg, rescuing injured birds if I saw them hopping around in the garden, trying to fly back up into a tree. Now the sound of my mother’s voice speaking to someone, came to my ears across the lawn at the back of our house: ‘Oh, that’s our Glenys playing at.