I told her I was scared. She laughed at me. You have grown up to be a man and still scared. I just hugged her. She told me to sleep on the cot. I aske... her to sleep with me. I got up on the cot and pulled her hands. She asked me not to make noise and came and slept near me on the cot. I hugged her tight. My cock was hard and was pressing on her thighs. I think she got some indication of my intent and so asked me to take my hands off and sleep properly. I started cajoling her and I was pleading. Willard said, “I’ve never said anything to you guys. My wife is bigoted, I’ve never told her that my crew was all black. She would nag me, want me to quit or demand for me to fire the black men and hire all white men. You don’t know her rants about black people. I’ve had to correct her every time she uses the ‘N’ word. This picnic is mandatory for all managers, I don‘t know what to do. All Hell will break loose when she learns that I have an all black crew.”“You have a month, boss,” said. He seemed to be walking funny and I asked why. He said that these new things on his feet didn’t feel right. He said they were too heavy, so I told him to wear his old moccasins if they felt better. He run back and then came back in wearing a smile. I asked how his mother and sisters liked their new clothes and he said they had told him to get dressed and leave so they could get dressed. I guess women are the same everywhere. They want their privacy when they dress.The women came trooping on in. Her mother was wrong! She had gotten through last night safely, with her virginity intact!Now, though, her sister had called her a slut. Her mother would agree. She knew that. And Millie would tell her mother everything. She would detail all of Paula’s transgressions and then carefully explain everything she had done to try to correct the errant sister.It was knowing that she would never be able to go home again that broke her heart. It was those sobs that were wracking her body when loving.