A little tipsy on her feet, Victoria listens carefully—or tries to listen—to Tyrus’s instruction that she hold him tightly as they climb onto hi... motorbike. Slowly it dawns on her that this is to be the transport back to campus, and she suddenly gets a little bit worried. Before she can shy away from him, however, he clamps her hands around him, low on his waist, and pulls away from the curb—three more bikes pulling out ahead of him. Belatedly Victoria remembers Sam and can just make her out. Tyrone was going to usethe lab to make copies, so I think this is the only copy in existence." I was relieved to hear that, and it must have shown on my face. "I wanted to tell you this, Collins. And I am curious about a few things.Ain't that many white boys in this school, and the few who are... Theyall like you?" "Excuse me, sir?" "All sub. You know slave sissyboys?" I shrugged, not knowing them all, and he continued, smiling wider. "Youknow Collins, it's funny talking. It’s just that we’re not right for each other, he thought, letting her drag him along. I doubt she would ever make jokes about being a Feminazi. ***** The apartment building in which she lived might be dilapidated, but it was home. Cypress found it comforting to walk into the living room and find her father slouched on the couch, watching T.V. and munching on Chee-tos. He grumbled a greeting as she bent over and kissed him on the cheek, that was just his way. Humming off tune to herself, she. I need two cars dispatched to a location.”“I don’t have the address. It’s the strip club where we had the explosion and fire a couple weeks ago.”“I want them parked across the street from the strip club.”“Let them know that I’ll be there in thirty minutes.”Mike closed his cell phone. He said, “I’ve got to be going.”“You never answered my question about moving to the country,” Sonny said.Looking at Sonny, he said, “I’d rather live in hell than be surrounded by a bunch of yahoos like you.”“That’s.