“What do you mean?”“Well...” Brandi suddenly looked at a loss for words. “Well ... Oh, I don’t know.”Whitney stared at the woman across ...he couch. “Brandi, what the hell are you talking about?”“Well, the past few weeks, you’ve been pretty quiet. Whitney, are you okay, social wise?”There was a long pause. “Social wise? You mean me being the only African American here?”Brandi nodded. “Yeah, kind of I guess ... Yeah.”Whitney thought for a moment and decided to give an honest answer. “Just a little. As Kang grins at me.Everyone picks up their silverware and starts eating. Kang pulls out two sticks that came with the food and starts eating as he nods to the sticks sitting by me.“Joe, you don’t have to eat with chopsticks. None of us can eat with those except for Kang,” Bo says.I watch as Kang eats and stares at me. I watch as he uses them, scooping up the rice and picking up his meat with them. I pick up the chopsticks, put them in my hand, and start eating. It feels natural eating with. Heather took my hand and put it to her breast, moving it slowly across the valley of her cleavage and onto her other magnificent breast. Then Heather lifted my hand and put my fingers to her lips again, whispering, "Is this what you want?" More than anything," I whispered, shakily.Heather's eyes never left mine as she slowly lowered herself to her knees in front of me. Her hands slid down my body, coming to rest on the front of my thighs. I moaned and exhaled hard as Heather turned her head and. She needed to be dealt with. I watched our target go deeper into the school and prepared to leave, taking a moment to observe the gang of boys picking themselves up. I swung the parabolic mic in their direction just out of curiosity."Damn that D!" shouted one boy."She's too strong Flint maybe we should just forget that Amanda chick. Plus you know Winston has a thing for her too," another smaller boy said."Shut it you chicken! Not after what that bitch did to Stacy! We just need to take her.