Lets start at the beginning. We met in kindergarten. I remember seeing her first come in and feeling the urge to pick on her so badly. Back then I did...t know any better so I did. And thats how it all started. Now there were a couple problems with our relationship. The main was that I was black and she was white. I also lived with my grandparents and mom. My mom didnt care that much but my grandparents did. They werent racist but they thought that I should be with another black girl very. Atlast they both got on their shoes.Kevin went to Cheryl and clipped the tie onto the collar then steppedback and they looked at each other. They started giggling."I like this a lot better." Cheryl crowed and kicked her feet out lookingat the pants on her legs."Actually, I like this better, too." Kevin twirled around watching hisdress float around him. Then he ran his hands down his legs feeling thetights."WHAT THE ...?" Lisa appeared at the door. "What have you two done?" Oh, no," Derek moaned. In addition, I know from your comments that some of my readers are very sensitive about violence particularly as regards women. Be warned this story may offend.As always your comments public and private and both good and bad are welcomeFinally, this is fiction. None of the characters or events are real. Feel free to tell me every technical mistake I made but please read the story for the entertainment it is meant to be.You have Mike K to thank for the editing, but I made many changes after he. The detective asked for adescription of the events, and anything unusual I might remember. Itold her everything I could remember. I was a bit hesitant at first,but the detective revealed she already knew I could use magic. Sheasked me a bunch of questions regarding the suspect I answered as bestI could and I provided a description.I could sense the interview was almost over when the detective saidsomething I hadn't expected, "I don't know what you've gotten yourselfinto, but I'd tread softly.