Please sir, I'm so sorry."His expression never changed. He said, "You are only sorry that I am your supervisor and hold your lives in my hand. In your... mind I am nothing but an uppity nigger who has no right living in your neighborhood and no right doing anything but janitor work and yard work for white people."He was right of course. But I was right too. It's the way we were raised to think. I know that isn't much of an excuse. I had friends in high school that had developed friendships with. No one except my aunt knows this . our holidays started my sis has gone out of town due to some course for some three months . that night my aunt called me and said ' come to my room as rose ' I blushed and said ok . mom was in kitchen preparing food for us. I went to my room dressed up in pink panties and white top and pink frock and applied pinklipstick and went to my aunts room . she was already nude and waiting for me on her bed. she saw me and said ' my cute little princess' and gave me a. ” “I wasn’t sure how you would react,” Sam says. “It’s happened to me before that friends have drawn away from me when they find out.” “I’m not like that!” Ellenor gets out of her chair, runs around the table, and hugs him. “You’re my best friend,” she says. “What do I care if you wear pants or skirts?” He hugs her back, hard. She sits down again, and gets herself a refill of her cup. “I don’t know anything about this,” she says. “Do you and your friends go to, like… special clubs?”. The Madame was expecting him.It was a ritual for him to be there at twelve midnight or thereabouts on a Wednesday night. They had a deal going on between the both of them.He would keep the troopers off her back with his money and influence if she would save for him the newest and freshest pieces of meat she came upon.It was rare when the Madame added a new piece of fluff to her stable of hardened whores, and when that happened, Felton had to settle for old cunt.The whorehouse outside of town.