Most people just call me RJ. At the time all this happened, back in the Fall of 1995, I had just turned fifteen. I was just beginning my freshman year... of high school.While I hadn't started dating yet, I had been to an awful lot of parties with friends of mine. Birthday parties, Halloween parties, swimming pool parties, fourth of July parties. I'm sure you get the idea. I'd been to plenty of parties, and these parties, since about the sixth grade anyway, had been mixed. Usually, for whatever. One man was a big black man, and he was full of praise for how Sally had used her mouth to pleasure him. Most of the other men looked jealous, explaining that Sally had only used her hands for them.Phil made Sally stand by the counter as he showed her the purchases. They were surrounded by the crowd of men she had serviced, and while Keith was paying for everything he made her talk with the black man. There was a mirror on the counter, Phil insisted that Sally look at her reflection, so she. I thought you would have been embarrassed byyour old man knowing and you would have thought I did not see you as aman.What you are doing today makes you more of a man than all those boys whowould put you down for expressing who you are. You might only see it asliving out your dream. I see it as you being a trailblazer. You aremaking people being who they are more acceptable to themselves andothers. You are giving other men like you inspiration to live life howthey see fit. I saw how Jasmine was. I brushed my hair furiously as I nervously waited and watched the clock.I went into the living room and waited. Fifty minutes passed, and then it was an hour. Had I scared Ed by being so forward? I stared at my front door, commanding it to open. An hour and twenty minutes passed. I was ready to resign myself to being a damn fool and turn out the outside light and lock the door.I was just about to get up when the door opened. Ed stood holding the door open and panting from running up the walk. I.