"That is all?" I asked. "For your information, my family was too poor and proud to own slaves. Matter of fact, I never even met a slave. I met some fr...ed men and I did work with some Buffalo Soldiers once in Colorado. Oh, and I know a couple of Negro muleskinners. I met some good folks of color; they were Negro, Red Indians, Mexicans and Chinese; and I met some bad ones too. My Mama taught me it is that way with all of the Lord's children, so I judge them one at a time."She looked at me. “What kind of status does she have? Is she some big Hollywood mogul or something?”“No, her husband is the Undersecretary of the Interior.” He told her.“Gotcha. Thanks for the information.” Ludmilla said to him as she walked back to Giselle. “Did you get all of that?” She asked Denise.“Yes we did, she likes her husband’s title apparently...” She replied. “So seriously, what are your chances of winning?”Giselle looked around for a moment. “My opinion is that there’s only a few women that could. ” Dan walked her across the cul-de-sac to the sidewalk. He embraced her giving her a sensual kiss. Dan unfastened the bow holding her dress closed.“You want me to walk with you letting my tits show?”“You did say you’d walk naked for me, so you are.” Dan slipped her dress off her arms gazing at her sensual looking naked body.“I didn’t really mean it, just teasing you.”“I apologize, my mistake,” he said holding her dress to put back on.“Do you always walk your women naked late at night?”“Yes, I. I thought about what Paul had said and I knew he was right. Although she was the best friend I had I couldn’t exactly tell her everything I knew. She did occasionally run into her ex. They weren’t the best of friends and every time they got together she was always upset for the next couple of days. I was never quite sure why she met with him and just didn’t rid herself of him. Right in the middle of my rambling thoughts the phone rang. I jumped not expecting a call. When I answered it was Paul..