"Oh definitely. I don't have problems picking up white girls. I only pick up white girls in fact. Not that there is much of a choice around here. Do y...ou agree with them?" He asked as her hand moved down his chest."With who?" Tracey struggled to follow the conversation. He is my nephew...he's sexy as hell..."The women who find black men sexy." Ahhhh... I used to date black men sometimes." Tracey was angry with herself for revealing this. Bob didn't even know. But she did used to date black. When the teacher and two chaperones decided I was not drunk, and probably ok to boot, I was told I could go back to waiting again with everyone else. I have no idea how long I was out, but it was long enough that I could see the sky was filled with a mix of light and dark grey clouds that were blocking out the sun. It looked like one of the time-lapse videos they show on the weather channel sometimes. The wind had picked up too, even though I was not feeling the cold from it.“Sorry, ain’t. She felt a special glow inside that made her tingle from head to toe, and today nothing would extinguish it. She then enthusiastically said, "I don't believe it, my wedding day is finally here! " Wiping a tear from the corner of her eye, she hummed the tune, "Here comes the bride." Then got up, slid into her blue jeans, shirt, and donned pair of loafers.She thought for a moment and smiled, she had everything planned down to the last toast to the happy couple.The phone rang and she picked it up. In any case, we who all have reason to hate Himura Battousai are gathered here for revenge. We are the Six Comrades.(a dramatic pause.)Otowa: The Six Comrades? It's not a very striking name.Inui: Okay! Inui and his Followers!Gein: Gein and his Merrie Men.Kujiranami: I'm not merrie.Yatsume: From the ceiling with love.Enishi: Oh, you're a poet. But it hardly matters what we call ourselves. We six are comrades now. Soon we'll be united against a single enemy. Battousai is now living in Tokyo under.