Missy could feel her face blushing even redder as his eyes floated over body, fixing on her perky little breasts. Missy had never had sex with a bla...k man, even though she had been around so many of them. She always had wondered what it would be like, but her father hated them, so for her the dark meat was taboo. Missy flashed her eyes at the stranger and played innocent. "What did you have in mind?" she asked shyly. Come on girl," said the dark stranger. The man slid his arm around. I felt so bad for him. He paid for his items with a dirty and slightly torn 20 dollar bill, thanked me and left quickly.I hadn't noticed that he left until I reached to give him his change. I had to run after him. I made it to the door and yelled "Hey Mister!" He stopped and turned. Neither of us saw the car.He got hit and went flying. The old woman driving the car slammed on the brakes and put her hands over her mouth. I rushed over to him as I dialed 911. He was bleeding from his right leg. The movie ends with perfect timing, leaving three minutes before class is supposed to end. Someone flicks on the lights and everyone begins to pack up. The class empties out. Again, Luke hangs around and waits. With the coast clear, he stands. Candace meets him with a kiss. That kiss carries on softly when he returns his hand under her rather short and wavy skirt. The teacher whimpers as they kiss.“Why don’t I go to your apartment after work,” he says, suddenly pulling away. “Your pussy will. The cheap, rundown apartment perfectly symbolized his life.Like a magnet, his gaze was drawn back to the purple phone. It still sat there, silently laughing at him. “You’re life is in my earpiece,” it seemed to say. “I’m the most important thing in your world, and I relish it.”Overhead, the Anderson’s were fighting again. His domineering, horrible wife was humiliating him once more, attacking his intellect, masculinity and financial acumen. Day after day the same thing, until Mr. Anderson was.