Theidea that had cemented in his mind the day she snatched Linton awayagain had already collapsed. Art had resolved to merely hate her fromafar, just ...s before. He had taken off the clothes, he had hastilyremoved his make up and he had returned the room to the way he had foundit.And yet, two days later, he had once again found himself in his mother'sbedroom, paused, gazing into her open wardrobe. He had once again foundhimself reaching into her closet and pulling out a dress. He had onceagain. .. What they're missing," Lucy finished for her friend with a laugh. "Don't worry, if the whore doesn't want it, then no means no." But if she says maybe..." Stacy grinned."Then she's fucked!" Lucy said with a chuckle. "I'll give Denise a baby nigger all her own." Affirmative action," Stacy sighed. "We all have to do our part." Heh!" Lucy rolled her eyes. "I just wanna fuck her. She can be prejudiced all she wants. I like my whores feisty." Alright, enough fooling around." Stacy clapped her. "Does that satisfy your desire forproper court procedure, Ms. Henderson?"She actually smiled. "It's a start, Your Honor."The judge actually smiled back. I wondered what was going on betweenthose two. It was as if they were both enjoying a joke that we weren'table to understand."All right," the judge said, motioning for Brad and me to stand. When wehad done so, he continued, "Mr. Blackstone and Mr. Collins, the courthas already determined that your two associates bear the fullresponsibility for. I’ve even given up on finding a soul mate because every girl I met was just too heavily tainted by the world to do anything other than disgust me and trigger my loathing. But with my loneliness still plaguing me, I knew that my suffering would continue. With my mind filled with chaos and the world always stuffing my mouth with the taste of ash, I decided that death’s sweet embrace was the only thing that could bring me peace. The only reason why I didn’t kill myself then was because I did not.