Who could be calling me at this hour? I stared at the phone but I couldn’t focus on the caller ID. I told May, ‘I can’t read the screen so I don...��t know who it is. What good is a phone if you can’t tell who’s calling?’ ‘Why don’t you answer it genius. Then you’ll know who it is.’ She seemed to be laughing at me but I had no idea why. It wasn’t nice to laugh at someone with a handicap. I couldn’t read the screen. That was a handicap. I finally decided that maybe I should answer it to see who it. I said well can you find a way to include me in it? She said how? I said bring them here and let me watch. That didn't go over very well , NO, she said , I don't want my dates to know where I live. I asked why? She said some of them aren't the "type" you'd want around our neighborhood. Type? I said ,what type are they? She said almost half of them are black. I felt light headed, I even swayed a bit. I reached out and put my hand on the wall to steady myself. Black? You have had sex with black. ”“You think?” Arjun grinned back. “I’m not so sure myself.”Komilla looked at me and rolled her eyes as Arjun and Nisha got intoAn animated, but friendly discussion centred on whether or not aFictional female would have lasted less than or longer than tenMinutes. People noticing the conversation and its topic came over toJoin us, some just to listen, but one or two of the men made commentsMore or less agreeing with Arjun’s point of view. Of course this onlyMade Nisha dig her heels in even more. I was so embarrassed that when I tried backing out of the bathroom I tripped over something and fell over onto my butt exposing my hot pink thong because I was wearing a skirt. Alicia was just sitting staring at my crotch. When I noticed what she was looking at I quickly covered up my exposed underwear. "No, don't cover it up, I think there hot," she said with a smirk. I looked at her puzzled and said "What? What are you talking about!?" She then walk toward me and shut the door.