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What do you think , Ray ? I threw up ? W hat do you think I think?” 
    “Dayum , b aby boy ! T hat was messed up , too . ” A gain he roared with laughter as he lay down on his bunk .
    “Dayum what?”
    “I just thought you would enjoy it . T hat’s all.”
    “It was sickening , Ray . T hat’s what it was. Remember, you were the one that told me to be who and what I am. And if I needed to be with someone, you wanted that someone to be you, remember?” I wait ed for his response.
    “Dayum ! B aby boy, you really like dick more , huh?”
    “So , y’all planned that, huh?” I asked, avoiding his question.
    “You know, every time I go over there , she’s always asking me about you. So , I knew she liked you . So I thought , W hy not ? It’s about time you got some pussy . ”
    He stopped laughing once he realized I wasn’t laughing along with him .
    “Look , b aby boy, I didn’t mean any harm , s o if I did sumf’n wrong, my bad,” h e said , sounding so mewhat sincere.
    “I still enjoy being with you more.”
    “That’s cool, that’s cool , but , b aby boy?”
    “Huh?” I look ed down from my bunk to his.
    “Make sure you keep that shit between us , a’ight?”  H e yawned and rolled over to go to sleep.
    “Ok ay, ” I whispered , feeling a little disappointed that he was going to sleep.
    I couldn’t wait to go to school tomorrow so I could tell Robin I actually got some girl pussy and the shit made me puke .
    *
    “Ms. Thang , I ha d some girl pussy yesterday,” I hollered, trying to convinc e Robin as we sat in the school cafeteria eating our lunch.
    “See, you oughta stop lying . A in’t no girl out here would wanna give you none of their stuff. Don’t even try it . ” Robin roll ed her neck at me.
    “I did , and FYI , it was a twenty-five- year - old grown woman, so there .” I roll ed my neck back at her and snapp ed my fingers in her face. 
    “Are you serious, fa real?”
    “Fa real.”
    “Do you swear on your little gay life?” s he asked , holding up her pinky finger.
    I crossed my pinky finger with hers. “I swear on all my Patti Labelle CD s .”
    Robin knew when we pinky - swore , that meant all jokes aside and that we were telling the truth about whatever we were talking about.
    She hollered, “OMG, you’re serious?”
    “I told you , c hile . ”
    “Oooo ! W ho was this twenty-five-year-old woman ? A nd how did this happen?”
    Once I began explaining how I had gone looking for my brother and that he was over the lady’s house that said she wanted to eat me , Robin started drooling at the mouth. After telling her the whole story, she looked at me and started laughing hysterically.
    “What’s so dayum funny , Ms. Thang?” I asked with attitude.
    “I’m sorry , sista , but you were basically raped and then threw up .”
    “ Chile , I wasn’t rape d. I did throw up , but can I help it be cause she wanted all this ?”   I performed my “ cat - walk ” as I headed to my next class. 
    “Whateva,” she spat as the bell rang .
    Fortunately, my next class was gym , and fine - ass Mr. Jamison was filling in for our regular gym teacher , who was out sick with the flu . F inally , I was gonna get a chance to see Mr. Jamison in his gym shorts.
    I walk ed in the locker room and began changing into my gym clothes when Mr. Jamison walked in the locker room and announced, “Listen up , fellas . W e’re gonna be swimming today , so just put your gym shorts on.”
    I wasn’t a swimmer . A s a matter of fact , I couldn’t even remember the last time I went swimming. However, looking at Mr. Jamison with just his swim trunks on and a wind breaker jacket he had open down to his navel , I was willing to be his first drowning victim so he could perform mouth to mouth on me. Ooo , c hile, my nerves.
    “Ok ay, fellas, I need y’all to form a line right over here,” Mr. Jamison said as we all walked into the pool area. “Now, does anyone know how to tread