" That's fine, you have red and I get blue."And the choice had been made. It was something of a relief all on its own actually, and it allowed my mind...to move onto strategy. Not that there was much involved in games of chance like this, but obviously certain colours were more common then others. I wished I could remember which ones they were.More quickly than I'd anticipated Kylie swore and I realized I'd won the first round already. Luckily she had no idea I hadn't been counting too."I knew I. She asked where would I like it to be set up and I suggest for today in the lounge. I offered her something to drink while she was setting up and she asked if she could have a glass of fruit juice. I got that for her and on my return the bed was set up. She first drank her juice while we chatted as she asked how I have been etc. It was then time and as she finished her juice she past me a towel and asked if I wanted her to leave the room while I got undressed and laid down on the massage bed. I. Although what that distraction is about the Indians I don't know." Well," said Alpha One, "there's only four kinds of Indians that I know of. Those from India." He held up an index finger. "Those from an American Indian tribe." The middle finger joined his index finger. "Those from the West Indies, though nobody calls them Indians." The ring finger went up. "And those from Cleveland." Cleveland?" she asked."Not a baseball fan, eh? The Cleveland Indians are in the American League," explained. Incoherent, unintelligible, unreadable, grammatically challenged, were some of the terms that came to mind.Where do these students come from? he asked himself. Where have they been? Most of them can't construct a sentence correctly; most of them can't write coherently; some can't even read; and yet, they're in senior high school.He sighed and wagged his head again and picked up another paper to read.He perked up when he read the title of the paper: "Why I Am Gay" by Brandon Gray. He read it.