We have to find out for ourselves, and then it’s often too late. I was lucky and wised up before it was too late. Maybe you will too. Maybe you’ll... beat the house.’ My eyes widened a bit when he said that. Could this cat read my mind, too? ‘Lots of luck, my friend.’ Morris said, with an outstretched paw. ‘Julian.’ I said, as I gripped his paw gently in my hand. He withdrew his paw, and turned to jump down when he stopped and turned back around to face me. ‘Do you want to know my name?’ I. He told Phillip of his wish, and Phillip responded heartily. They roughed out a plan and agreed to pursue it fully. Each of them talked to their classmates to find others who had been tricked or publicly humiliated by CeeCee. It required almost three more weeks before they had recruited enough volunteers, but once in place, the plan came together quickly.The Monday lunch hour had become CeeCee's court time. The faculty actually ignored student tardiness on Mondays because they knew that most. "Just as well you don't have sport this afternoon then, isn't it? Thatwill teach you not to take upskirt shots of girls won't it?" I saidslightly unsympathetically, conscious that I had had to dress completelyas a girl for rather longer than he had had to wear panties and pantyhoseand at the same time slightly distractedly as I was debating in my mindright then whether I would telly Trudy what little James was wearing underhis trousers.I decided against telling Trudy as it would involve. Give me a Serena Williams, Wendy Williams, Sanaa Lathan or Nia Long over a Britney Spears any day. I love my chocolate ladies. Unfortunately, the feeling isn’t always mutual. Black chicks in Canada are a complicated bunch, folks. There’s a serious lack of self love among them. I think it has to do with the fact that every Black man in Canada is either dating or marrying a fat White chick. Yeah, Black guys in Canada don’t like pretty White chicks. They only go out with the ugly ones. What.