Teach them manners, give them a good education, give them a good job and a fine place to live, but they are still niggers."So how in God's name had a ...girl brought up as she had been come to be fantasizing about black men? Was it because she had been brought up to think of them as nothing more than animals? She had seen animals mate and they fucked in a frenzy until they were spent. Is that what it was? She wanted a mindless, frenzied fuck that would leave her exhausted and satisfied? Then of. " I'd found a kindred spirit."You and Patti will be at our table, no doubt," I grinned. "Welcome to the Outcast Club."He cracked up. I knew Rick was cool. He'd asked Patti to the prom, and that spoke for itself.I was a little nervous as I pulled up in front of Evie's home. Not only had I never met her mom, in either life; I had never been inside her house, period.I rang the doorbell. I did a major double-take upon viewing the lady who answered the door. She didn't even have to introduce. A quarter of mile away the apparently foolishly dropped balaclava with its eyeholes would undoubtedly be found at the edge of the woods. Further away lay a leaflet protesting at animal testing in laboratories.. CHAPTER SEVEN Carol was vaguely aware of her bedroom door being opened. She turned her head to see him standing there looking down at her, his coat now off and his ……. MY GOD he wore a priest’s dog collar. She thrust down with her arms, lifting herself to get off the bed, but. The walls were covered in folds of a deep burgundy fabric, hung in a cascade like a velvet waterfall. The ceiling was a mosaic of mirror tiles to spread the light cast from the corners, where steppes of large candles hosted gently flickering flames. When the door clicked shut, the noise and light of the outside world disappeared completely. The silence was so complete, Janet could hear her own heartbeat. She walked toward the center of the room where a single round ottoman, the only furniture.