Leaning over the seat, Jennifer pressed her chin into my shoulder and hissed, "Did you say no to me?"My breath caught in my throat and I found it diff...icult to speak. "Please, can't we go?" My voice was a strained whisper, my body trembling with humiliation and panic. "Heather said we're going to be late," I said desperately. "We better go." We can't be late cuz it don't start 'til ya get there. Now do what you're told or else you're gonna be sorry. Stop squirming. Sit still, damn-it!"Jennifer. " Ten-Four," Andrew shot back, closing the conversation.Bryan went back to searching for his shoes and then stepped out into the crisp air.It was April sixth, so the air was cool but not cold. The frosts seemed to have passed for the year, though the traditional "last-frost-date" was still a week away.He walked slowly, using the flashlight only sparingly as the batteries in it were not rechargeable. He noted that the sliver of moon which was about a third of the way across the sky cast enough. . Insulted me," I said, fighting to keep my voice down. "He was talking bad about me and refusing to do what I told him to and..." Shoot!" She grinned. "I thought he done raped you, girl!" What? He insulted me! He was talking back like I'm some kinda..." Some kinda negra?" Mercy reminded me. "That's what you is." It's not funny!" I hissed. "I want that boy whipped. I'll do it myself." You gone have to talk to suh bout that, girl," she said. "Ain't no whippin' round here but he say so." You whip. I found a deserted place and slipped out of my jogging pants and stashed them in the hedges and made my way across the grassy knoll. I saw my target and elderly fellow walking briskly past a light pole, I sprinted in his direction and manage to stumble into his arms just as we met. As I came to rest upon his stomach and chest I grabbed hold of his man hood and clutched it tightly. He grunted and said to me '...either let go or kiss it, but don't hurt it...' I straiten myself and said stupidly.