" as he leaves. Ms. M apologizes for her husbands behavior and says we need to get to our next assignment.My inner monologue kicks into overdrive. Hus...band, Cock, Pussy, Friday activity, my head began to swirl with the visions of trouble i was in. I guess It isn't Ms M. anymore but Mrs. M. I get a little sad as I realize our Friday fun was probably a fluke. Mrs M. is continuing to talk but unfortunately, my inner monologue overrode her just as my attraction for her had done all semester. I shake. Just then, there was a knock on the door and he invited the visitor to come in.The door opened and Martha Bradford Garfield entered his office with her huge tiger, King. Following her in were Gloria Smith, who had a baby in her arms, accompanied by a very large black man; then Jane Carter and finally, April Jackson.After they all took seats, Callaway looked at Jane and said, "Well, Miss Carter, what is the position of the District Attorney's Office in the matter of The People vs. Gloria Smith. I'm just not that guy. Never have been. Neverwill be."I watched K for any kind of reaction, but her thoughts remained veiled.From my end, having said my bit I couldn't help but look over myself andwonder how inconsistent that kind of diatribe sounded coming from theglistening lips of a guy wearing a pleated skirt. Yeah, I'm a reallyfucking badass, I am, every panty-wearing inch."But know what?" I continued. "If you think I treat all women like that,then your profile really hasn't a fucking clue. That chick was going to get what she wanted. The back room was where the ladies give bottomless lap dances. I've seen guys come from back there and sleep in the chair up front. Those girls are good at what they do. I wanted to do it too. I signed up for giving lap dances. I was tipsy and I went to back to give my first lap dance. The guy came to the room looking horny and ready, he sat down the music played and I took off everything but my bra. I danced by him, unlike strip clubs you can.