Sie geht wie immer an der Bäckerei an der Bahn vorbei. Sie schaut wie jeden Tag hinein. Diesmal steht nicht die gewohnte Mittvierzigerin hinter dem T...esen sondern ein junges schlankes farbiges Mädchen mit schwarzen Haaren, die zu einem Pferdeschwanz zusammengebunden sind. Reflexartig schaut Mel zu der Stelle mit dem Mitarbeitergesuch. Dort hängt nun der Aushang eines afrikanischen Kulturvereins. Klaus hatte Recht. Erst gestern hatte er vor dem Fernseher die Nigger, wie er sie nannte, dafür. He noticed it but did not flinch.I decided to excuse myself to go to the bathroom. I got up and my tiny skirt rode up even further, from the front and the back. I quickly pulled it down and took careful, calculated steps towards the bathroom. As I was walking away, I could feel all the guys staring at me. I heard them whispering to each other and laughing."Fuck, they can clearly see my thong through this ridiculous skirt!" I said to myself.I picked up the pace and walked away to the bathroom.. “Uh-Sam, I hope we’ll be seeing more of you down the line. I know that this meet up tonight must’ve felt a little strange. To be totally honest it did for me. But, well, anyway, I hope we can get to know each other a little bit better.”“Yeah, sure,” I said, as disingenuously as I ever said anything. I know my look had to have been seen as very cold toward the man, and in truth it was meant to be. I couldn’t help it. I wanted nothing so much as to see the man dead. But, all in all the day had. "There's also rug munching," Laurie added."Eating at the Y," I contributed."Eating pie," Mary Jane said."Carpet munching," Laurie suggested."That's the same as rug munching," I pointed out."How about going down south?" she asked."Could be used for sucking cock too, but I'll give it to you," I nodded, before listing a few, "box lunch, cunt lapping, eating beaver, pink taco fiesta." You're quite the pussy eating expert," Mary Jane quipped.I replied airily, "Oh I don't know, I've just heard that.