I agreed.Another week went by and this was all I thought about. I drove to the city where Troy kept an apartment. We met at a bar around the corner. T...roy was already there with another friend Mack. Mack was a light skinned blackman, and tall like Troy. They had played basketball together in college. Next George showed up. Of course, George and I already knew each other. George was darker skinned, and about 5'11". I was beginning to wonder how many guys Troy had in mind, when in walked a very. There couldn’t be a nicer 17th birthday gift for you! Now you can really feel good as you celebrate your birthday with friends tonight.” “Yeah, Mom, we are going to have that party, but this hurts now!” “Donnie, Mommy can help you with that. Let’s wait a few minutes until Daddy goes to work and I’ll be back. Just don’t touch it. Okay?” “Okay. But it does hurt.” As she exits her son's bedroom she acknowledges his pain with a wince, but as she turns away her puckered lips turn into a wry. Certainly there would be servant's quarters, but most servants wouldn't be ensconced within a suite of rooms, would they? The Caravan master wondered nervously to himself. He was bathed, perfumed, (he had really needed it, too- after being hustled day and night without cease from WhooWhee.) and clad in sumptuous robes. Then he had to await The Emperor's pleasure. A anxiety causing pause, to be certain.Despite the uncertain circumstances, the Caravan master was able to sleep, and he wasn't. More and more people started walking up towards me, and I got my coat from one of the guys from in the store who was holding my things. I put the coat on to cover up just as a security guard walked by to see what the commotion was all about. We continued walking down the mall and went out the exit doors to the parking lot where my husband and I had come in. We started walking towards our car, with the 4 young men with me. Once we were out in parking lot, I once again took my coat off to reveal.