..The old man stood up and came around to us, shook my hand and put his arm around my wife, his grubby fingers pressing and feeling the soft brown fle...h of my wife's exposed waist."What can I do fo this pretty lady?" asked the man."I want a dance costume" replied my wife."What kind of dance?" questioned the man."Oriental dance..." answered my wife, at which the man grinned."What kind of dance?" he pressed."Belly dance..." said Anita shyly to the delight of the dirty old man."Ohhhhhhhhh, of. She was just fat. Held hostage nine hours a day, seven days a week with an hour for lunch, Charlotte had nothing better to do than to stare at the TV screen while she worked as a healthcare aid for elderly Mrs. Morrison. Confined to her house, either to her bed, her wheelchair, or to her reclining chair in the living room, Charlotte cared for Mrs. Morrison as if she was her own mother. With her being an only child, leaving her the house when she was younger, her mother died from a heart. ? Or nigger lawyers atall, for that matter."? She visiblyrecoiled when Isaid that word, anger flaring in her eyes.?Oh, how I was going to enjoytaking this onedown. "I'm goingto tell you - just once - how things are going to be.? If you step out of line justonce - hell, if Ieven think you're thinking about stepping out of line - and your black asswill be back inprison so fast you're head will spin.?Not only that, but you'll never seethose twolittle? pickaninnies of yours again, I'llsee to that.?. "Aw, come on, that was too quick," cried Don."Yeah, just leave 'em out, they're so hot," Brian begged."I will if you guys will. Take your pants off and I'll take my top off and leave it off, how's that?" Well, if we take our pants off, you should too," I exclaimed, hoping she'd assent."Great idea," Steve said."What? Are you kidding?" his girlfriend shot back."Oh, come on, hon, you may never have any other guys the rest of your life who would be as turned-on by your beautiful body as these.