” Informiert er seine junge Kollegin noch und sein Arbeitstag beginnt. Er liebte die Arbeit hier. Kunden zu beraten machte immer Spaß. Seine Chefin...war sehr nett und auch Melissa war unglaublich nett. Sie war mit ihren 22 Jahren etwas älter als er und hatte ebenfalls vor ein paar Jahren ihre Ausbildung hier im Silky Heaven gemacht. Dazu kam, dass sie oft einige sehr hübsche Kundinnen hatten. Um die kümmerte sich Manuel natürlich immer besonders gerne und beriet sie sehr Gewissenhaft. Natürlich. Strong men like you two, armed and all and no way for two weak women to prevent you taking whatever." She smiled. "Whatever you want."I nodded, gave her the quartermaster's requisition, and we began loading the wagon with two-hundred pound barrels of well-milled white flour. By sunset we were done and the lady of the house offered us a meal which we enjoyed along with a bottle of home-made wine of some sort, blackberry maybe. Then George and the girl, whose name I have completely forgotten,. .." She'll be fine. She's just a little embarrassed right now. Go on."He took my hand and pulled me slightly.I took a heaving, sobbing breath and snatched my hand away. Then I marched past him and into the hallway. Embarrassed? Humiliated! Being an unwed mother is bad. Being a teenaged mother is worse. Being a Black, unwed, teenaged mother in a practically all White school? Proof of every negative stereotype possible! The only thing I was missing was welfare! Although, I was a foster child so. We had a full five-course dinner, including wine. Everyone had the same meal. Surprisingly, everyone ate, or at least tried, everything served. Those with diet restrictions had what smelled and tasted the same but had some ingredients replaced. The chefs even had what appeared to be shrimp and muscles that tasted like them but weren’t even seafood.“I hope that that shrimp doesn’t cause me to go to the hospital. It was so good that I will gladly use my Epi-pen when the attack hits,” one boy.