..looked right into mine. There wasn't any anger inthem. No confusion either.I felt myself take a step forward, drawn to him. The connection we shared...with our gaze was magnetic. Before I new it I was next to the bed. He stood up then, making itpossible only to meet his gaze by looking up. Such a change from my world.To look up at one with my stature. I felt weak, small and insignificant.His hands rose and grasped me ever so gently on my shoulders. I felt himpull me close. My body rubbing up. Harley had monitored her little sis as she had stormed out of theboudoir earlier and upon her return and smiled at the fact thatMockingbird was slowly starting to understand the depth of her monthlycurse. She knew she could have intervened; but she did not, for sheneeded to allow Mockingbird this new experience that she had to workthrough and become comfortable with dealing with. She did feel somesorrow, that her "little sister" was not able to have female friends whoshe could lean on for. Her father's will demanded that Link be installed permanently as vice president and Operations Manager. Their engagement was an up and down affair and when they had differing opinions on how things should be done, tempers flared and their private lives suffered. Kimber was at times heard to say, "It's a good thing we don't live together." * Four years later during one of their differences of opinion, Kimber meets Brett Conyers at her fitness club. Six foot three, two hundred pounds of beautiful. I am a Black man who does not play any sports, nor do I listen to rap music. No, I am not whitewashed. I know where I come from, I know who I am and I know where I want to be. I simply refuse to be what North American society expects me to be because of my race and gender. I was born on the island of Haiti, the first independent Black nation in the New World. The place where white imperialism was first defeated by an army of former slaves who fought for their freedom against arrogant European.