I was so humiliated that when I did return to classes I avoided all the ares that I knew I would see Willie B. Until one Thursday when I was leaving t...e counselors office on the second floor. As I started to enter the middle stair well, Willie B. caught up to me. '...Hey, David, hold up man...' I tried to act as if I did not hear but he managed to catch up to me one landing up. Willie B. gripped my arm and asked '...what's the rush, have not seen you around for some days. Know you were here you. He might get the cold shoulder, but no one yelled at him and said he had to leave. People might say things to let him know he wasn’t welcome, but they almost never cursed at him or ordered him around. It was jarring, because you could tell a racist to go jump in a lake, and nobody would do anything to you at all. On the other hand, he and Nathan couldn’t find any place to live, because they wanted to live together, and all the landlords in decent places wouldn’t allow a colored tenant. Nathan. “Mmmmm! Soooooooo yummy!!” his hot cousin Kelly moaned, before giving his earlobe a little lick.Kyle’s hard-on was back with a vengeance, and the women all knew it, too, from the way it obviously tented forward in his pants. Still, none of them were disgusted like they should be - instead, they pointed at it and whispered to each other, smirking and looking hungrier than ever.“Come, sit down” his Aunt Carrie instructed, guiding him over to an empty spot on the couch.His cousin Abby, another. Linda was loud as usual, I know Jon heard her. Which he did and watched us from the window but only could see our heads, but he knew what we were doing. Jon went to his bed put the blanket over himself and masturbated.Next morning, I left for work. Linda put on her nightgown with nothing on under it and went in Jon’s room and asked him if he wanted breakfast. Jon looked over and said yes, just let him know when its done. Linda went down and started cooking, Jon laid in bed playing with himself.