.." I'm having a real good time already." She grabbed my hand and squeezed it. I took her hand, turned it over and caressed her palm with my fingertip...s. "What's that for?" she asked.I turned my hand over and placed it beside hers. "Our palms are almost the same color." All Black folks are like that," she replied."I know. For some reason it just struck me right now." She squeezed my hand and gave me a smile that wrinkled her nose. "Steffi we have to figure out what we're doing for the party. "It's fine. So, are you here celebrating," she raised her voice when the club's music got louder."Yeah, I graduated from university," I told her. "Cheers," I clicked my tequila shot with her and we threw it back our throats. "Wow, congratulations," she said.I smiled. "Thanks, what do you do?" I asked."Sorry, what?" she practically had to shout. "Come on," she said taking my right hand in hers."Where are we going?" I asked, laughing. I tripped slightly. I noticed we were going into the ladies'. His makeup was meticulously applied making him look beautiful. The topper was an Eva Gabor wig with a feminine cascade of brown wavy hair, which draped over his shoulders. On his feet was a pair of baby doll white pumps with 4-inch heels. He slowly and sexually made his way to his car to set off on his first exterior adventure as Ms. Karren Fuchmee, it was also going to be his first trip into the world of Homosexual contact. Karren as we will refer to him from now on drove her car to a secluded. ”“To be precise,” James said, “I only propose in libraries. I hadn’t repeated that proposal in the dances or the maze. I did press my suit. We were in a maze, after all, we had to get to the center; we had to get back out. And, having become engaged, there needed to be time for a kiss.”“Are you sure it was only a kiss?” asked Lady Minerva. “We always feared that you went further.”“Well,” Charles said, “she did bleed on her wedding night.”“I cannot persuade any of my family to ignore servants’.