As his arms and legsworked that bike up the hill… Yet it was NOTHING compared to the body ofBarbi…..and WHY? Simple….because this wonderful youn...g woman was in fact ablack woman….Not pure black, but her flesh was the color of darkcoffee…with just a twinge of cream…. And as each muscle of her bodytensed, strove to move that bicycle along the narrow country road, the bright,burning sun gleamed off her flesh, highlighting it in such a manner that madeher look as if she were made of polished. Joyce told us about her classes at UC and said she was hoping to teach in the Loveland school district when she graduated. I found it fascinating that she’d want to stay in the same place she’d grown up, given both Kara and I wanted to be pretty much anywhere but Milford.Joyce offered us refills of coffee and we accepted. She brought the pot over and filled our cups, then sat back down.“Hey, Joyce,” Kara said with an impish smile. “Do you want to do what you suggested back in June?”“In June?”. .." She looked down at Miranda, who cowered fromher fiery stare. "What about you? What're you doing after this thing?"Miranda meekly said, "N, nothing..." You want to come to a party with Cal and his girlfriend?" she thenasked bluntly, enjoying seeing the look of sheer panic on her face. Shecould tell that this frail girl was a freshman. She could almost smellher fear."Ye, yes p, please, ma, ma'am," she said with deep respect.Smirking, she slowly advanced on her like a predatory tiger.. Stripping naked, she climbs into bed, calls the front desk for a wake up call, then lays back and starts to recount the past few days. She’s not going to be the same woman when she returns home tomorrow, thanks to Reuben and even Lem. How am I going to manage this predicament, JC thought and she eventually drifted off to a sound sleep.At 6 a.m., the phone rings with her wake-up call. She stirs to answer the phone and lays back down to work the cobwebs from her mind. The combination of too much.