"I really wasn't thinking that at all..."Hanson was laughing, too, but kept on. "... and then you're thinking, boy, I sure am glad nobody can see us......" I... I don't think I care if anybody does," Billie said, even though she knew that was only partly true."Well if you don't care, I sho do!" Hanson said, looking down his nose at her. "I mean just what do you think all them niggahs in Dooberville would say if they saw me with a white girl?"Billie-Ann tried to hold it back, but then burst out in. “I’ll give you until three o’clock to ask his permission, otherwise I’ll report you were uncooperative. It’s best to get ahead of this kind of negative news.”“I’ve been fully cooperative. I not only verified the photo, I identified who it’s of, which is more than you had before. But until I know how you got the information, I’m not about to reward anyone for railroading me. Just as you want to protect yourself, you’ve got to expect me to do the same.”“Just let me know what he says,” she. ”This is compliments of J & BJust some DEEP thoughts for 2017• The location of your mailbox shows you how far away from your house you can be in a robe before you start looking like a mental patient.• My therapist said that my narcissism causes me to misread social situations. I’m pretty sure she was hitting on me.• The pharmacist asked me my birth date again today. Pretty sure she’s going to get me something.• My 60 year kindergarten reunion is coming up soon and I’m worried about the 175 lbs. ” That drew a few laughs, and the barons’ postures began to ease in their seats. The wine they were drinking was particularly strong, and within it, was just a touch of succubus extract. Not enough to addle the mind, but enough to lower inhibitions and negate any effects the alcohol might have on their libido. Well, it would do more than just remedy incontinence. Even now, I could see a few of them strategically crossing their legs. I swirled my wine, and shifted lasciviously in my chair,.