They wouldn't even let me check on my father's condition. They talked to us rather coarsely before one of the men suddenly tore my sister's dress off....Thank you so very much for the gallant rescue. Surely, we would have been violated and killed if you had not come along when you did." It was my pleasure to help you. I'm sad to report that your father is dead. As nearly as I could tell, he died from a bullet in the chest almost immediately, so he did not suffer."Do you live around here. If so, I. She was relieved to find that it was.She thanked him profusely and offered him a cup of coffee. He introduced himself as Mark then accepted her invitation, and they sat at the kitchen table, chatting. The conversation seemed innocuous enough on the surface, but they both knew that he had seen and admired her naked breast the night before. She was checking him out while giving an excuse for her and her friends' actions of the night before.She noted the bulge in his pants, trying not to be. He then asked if she’d ever been with a black guy. Joyce giggled nervously and said no, and then asked him if he’d been with a white woman. Leon said yes, and shocked her I think when he said that he loved fucking sexy white women like herself. “If you ever decide to try it, I know you’ll love it Joyce, you're so beautiful and built the way black men love their women” I heard him tell her.I still was pretending to be asleep, but still peeking out of the corner of my eye and I saw Joyce reach. It still feels strangely thrilling to walk out into the crowd without a stitch on. I have lived in this city for a month now, and being nude still feels somewhat unnatural for me.People walk by busily on their way to work, and almost everyone are naked. I am still fascinated by how different other people look when not wearing their uniform-like clothing. Of course I know people to have different height and breadth, but now I mostly notice intimate differences.Two women are walking towards me..