Like that!" the woman scolded the poor man and if that had been my mother talking like that to my father, she wouldn't have sat down for a week afterw...ards!"A girl like what?" I asked her, narrowing my eyes. "A young girl? A pretty girl? A friendly girl? Exactly what kind of girl am I? A ... black girl?" What? No ... I didn't say that!" White people were so predictable. "I only mean..." What's wrong with her?" a woman interrupted, a white woman mind you, but one who clearly had better manners. It was all so human with care and concern for a fellow human in need of some assistance.Young Harold Wilson was not a virgin.That was more a matter of accidental circumstance than any sense of devious planning on his part to separate a young lady from her undies just before introducing her to his tool of creation. His equipment was still in the original carton and still sitting on the shelf. Harold waited for some sort of customer interest in giving him the “thirty day guaranteed satisfaction. ”“Shut it whore! This is what we’re going to do, and listen close because we don’t have a lot of time. I’ll keep quiet, but you’re going to do something for me. You’re going to suck my cock.”“You cannot fucking be serious! No way!”“Do it or a giant shit storm happens downstairs in five minutes when I tell everyone the truth!”I was standing there completely shocked as he was already un doing his pants feverishly. I was trying to think quick but I couldn’t focus. All I could think about was. I began to worry about our safety. Rebecca and Colleen caught my mood and stationed themselves on either side of me.The judge spoke harshly to someone just outside, and then motioned for his security detail to come in our room. Behind the closed door, the judge was informed that the three stooges had slipped out of the hospital and simply disappeared. The news enraged Judge Jones. He was spitting fire as he shouted orders over the phone. The man who had yet to be identified, spoke very bluntly.