He was unconscious. "My baby!" cried his mom, dropping down. "I'll never yell at you again!" Am I - is she - he hurt"! stuttered Randy. He was chilled... to the bone.He could be stuck as a yucky girl forever, plus of course he was worriedabout his sister - evil witch that she was. His mom called an ambulance while his dad treated 'Randy' for shock. At the hospital, they were told no apparent serious injuries, nofractured skull but certainly he had the symptoms of a concussion. They were all. I was basically handing out free booze and drunkenly trying to make James jealous by throwing myself at the chubby black man, Melvin. Melvin said liked movies and I agreed. Melvin asked me what kind and I said loud enough for James and his partner to hear, "The kind where one guy fucks another guy", I almost yelled. The whole bar laughed as I went to get everyone another round. I told everyone it was closing time and asked if I could get anybody anything else. "How about on of those dirty. Now, that sounded promising and also a little longer-term than anybody else seemed to be thinking about my presence in Houston.We walked from her condo to her nearby country club for dinner. She was known by name by everyone, and I was pleasantly introduced to other members and staff alike. I was cordial to all. I was never supercilious to hourly staff; we were all working just at different jobs. I learned later that my jocular and conversational attitude with our waiter scored big points with. She knew too and looked up to meet my eyes and she smiled seductively at me as well. Even mother played the game - it saddened me if anything.Since I had taken possession of my first slave those years before, our time together has been magnificent - every teenagers wildest fantasy. Yet that little look she had passed me just then was new; mother realized her position and life was in jeopardy and was turning on her charms to steer me away from straying. Hadn't she already lost one master, though.