"I don't see any black guys in those photos, uh, Kim. I don't want to be some token at a racist school."Kim winced but leaned forward. "Oh, no, it's a...very open-minded place. Everyone knows about you and really wants you. My girlfriends are excited, and I can tell them that you're as hot in person." She smiled again. "Celebrity is color-blind, Dwayne." Yeah, thanks but no thanks, Cracker State." I got up to leave, and Kim leaned forward pleadingly. She almost got my erection in her eye. "Oh!". Barbara stepped through the door and saw a well appointed office complete with mahogany desk and computer kiosk, several file cabinets, and a very comfortable looking leather sofa."Mrs. Anderson, I presume. Please come in. Thank you Jazz. That will be all."Jazz took his leave closing the door behind him. Roxanne stepped out from behind her desk and both women sized each other up. Roxanne was dressed in a dark green lacy camisole top with matching stretch pants and heels. It was clear she was. ’I tried to break the ice.“You feel okay now?” I asked casually.She looked up nodding, smiling. She looked normal.“For how long is this happening?” I asked.She stopped eating. “Don’t talk about that please” she said.“If it pains you so much why didn’t you fight it? Why didn’t you tell my parents? Why didn’t you tell your parents? Why didn’t you tell me?”“It’s hard to explain, Nikhil. Please, let’s speak about something else.”We kept mum for another 5 minutes. We finished our maggi. We were. The last thing I remembered was the sixthbeer being passed my way before I blacked out.The next morning I awoke to a news reporter talking about the success ofmy speech the day before. My mind was pounding from the night before andall I wanted to do was shut it off. Reaching for the remote, I noticedthat my hand were chained to the corners of a bed post. Unable tocomprehend my situation I started to thrash about and found out that myfeet were chained as well.After exhausting myself for what.