...of all Possible Worlds by T.S. Severe Chapter 18 "What, I'm sposed to turn here? Or the next one?" I frowned glancing at Venus who was holding my school notebook and sitting on Sarah's lap. "I think...This one?" Venus was frowning too and that map that Purdy had made for me sucked. "He shoulda just wrote the street address down." I took a left and we were driving slowly, looking around like there might be a neon sign saying 'Party Here!' or something. "He did...Lexington Apartments number 202. You shoulda told him to like wait outside or something." Sarah said. "Yeah, in a clown suit." I giggled. "Holding balloons." Venus grinned. "I think it's the next street." "Great." I shrugged. "You gotta...Ugh..." Sarah was shifting around. "...There...Better." "You feeling my ass?" Venus giggled. "I am not!" Sarah protested. "You're pretty fuckin heavy though." "Fuck you." Venus wriggled her butt some and I rolled my eyes. They'd been sitting like that a long time though, Hemmford was like the other side of town from where we lived. "Bout time, baby. I was getting worried bout you." Purdy was waiting outside, although not in a clown suit with balloons unfortunately. "Thinking we were gonna stand you up?" I grinned at him. "Is my car safe here?" "This is like the hood or something." Venus looked around. "You sure there's white people here?" "Shit." Purdy laughed at her. "Come on, we'll go in and meet some." "Where's Tricia?" Sarah wondered and Purdy just shrugged. "My car better be safe." I said to Sarah and she just gave me a shrug of her own. "Stuck up bitches. Ya'll been living in those big white houses too long." Purdy laughed at us. "This ain't no hood." "How would you know anyway?" Sarah asked. "You live in a big white house too." "Yeah, but I don't stay in it all the time neither." Purdy gave her a wink. Hemmford was all lower middle class, mostly white people, a few freeborn families here and there. It wasn't awfully run down or dirty or anything, but my parents lived pretty well and Mr. Reiser was very wealthy, so this was just about as far across the tracks as I ever wanted to get. My two friends as well and Venus especially was looking like she was ready to turn around and go back home. When she thought of white people she thought of people like she was used to, her master-father and his rich friends, not the white folks who made the city work. The plumbers and electricians and Shoney's managers or whatever. "Welcome, come on in." A man was saying, a white man and Purdy hadn't been lying about that. We didn't say anything, walking into the apartment which was in the middle of a U-shaped complex built around a little swimming pool. It was clean enough, but there was a lot of stuff in it too, books mostly, some computers and a television. A stereo was going, playing some trip hop, and there was a lot of smoke in the air. Cigarettes and marijuana and something else, cloves probably, I didn't know. All the furniture was old and covered up with blankets and there weren't a lot of people, but enough to make the apartment feel crowded. The shades were drawn and curtains closed and all the lights had weak light bulbs, colored red or yellow, some of them blue. It was all weird. "You're safe here." Some white girl was saying and she looked about my age, maybe a little older. All blonde hair and blue eyes and she smiled at each of us and then gave Purdy a kiss on the lips. "I didn't know we were in danger." I said to Sarah and the white guy overheard me and laughed. He was tall with round glasses and long brown hair. Not bad looking and young, in his twenties. "We're all in danger." He said. "But not in here." I had no idea what that meant and I figured he was just high or something. There was another white guy too, shorter and blonde haired, looking like the girl's brother maybe. He was cute, I thought, and so did Venus apparently. She was talking to him about two minutes after we got there, being the bedroom negra she was and flirting shamelessly. Everyone else was black, mostly guys from school, Purdy's friends and I knew them well enough. They were sitting around drinking beer and passing a joint, acting like they didn't have a care in the world. All I could think of was if my Master ever found out about this I was gonna be in real trouble. This wasn't any birthday party. "I'm Sarah, this is Danielle." My friend said and she waved at some of the guys as they called to us to come over. "Cool." The white guy nodded. "I'm Brent, uh...That's Mickey..." He gestured to the blonde girl, "...and that's Lance over there." "Where are you from, sir?" I asked Brent. "Sir?" He looked around. "Oh, me? I thought my dad was here. Don't say that word, okay?" "Why not?" I looked at him, almost smiling at his theatrics. "It's against the rules." He smiled. "You have a funny accent." I changed the subject slightly. "Do I?" He smiled at me and Sarah was going to sit with the guys from school. "You're accent is nice." "I sound like everybody else." I shrugged. "You want something to drink?" He asked and it was clear that the guy liked me, he was all friendly. "Sure." I agreed, only cause I had no idea what I was doing. "I'm from Boston, we all are. You know where that is?" He asked, walking us into the kitchen and I rolled my eyes. "Is it close to Paris?" I giggled and accepted a small bottle of peach wine cooler from the refrigerator. "Yeah, just to the west of there." He grinned. "We go to Harvard." "The college?" I asked and he nodded. "Don't you have school tomorrow?" "We're on a field trip." He smiled. "I guess so." I took a sip of that wine and it was like drinking soda pop, sorta. "Kind of a long way to come for a field trip though." "Not that far." Brent shrugged. "It's your fault anyway." "My fault?" I laughed. "Why?" "Cause this is where you're at." He said. "You should live closer to Boston." "Oh, you came all the way to Memphis to meet me?" I shook my head. "You and your friends." He nodded. "You want to see my fish?" "What?" I sipped some more wine. "My fish, come on. He's from Boston too." Brent put a hand in the small of my back, touching me through the thin white dress I was wearing, trimmed with blue and very comfortable. "You brought a fish with you?" I wondered and knowing it was just an excuse to get me to his bedroom. This white man wasn't so different from anyone else. "I couldn't leave him." Brent said. "He'd get hungry." "You have a lot of friends, huh?" I giggled. "Well, I hope I have one more now, Danielle." He said softly and we were in his bedroom, probably the only bedroom as there were three mattresses on the floor, kind of made up with sheets, but looking well used. "We'll see." I said, drinking a little more wine and setting the bottle down next to the aquarium. "Just don't ask me to feed your fish." "The story of my life." Brent's hand was moving up and down my back. "That's why I had to bring him." His fish sat in a small aquarium, lit blue with a bubbling treasure chest and some gravel. It was a fat goldfish and I looked at it while the man stood behind me and put both hands on my hips. "You move pretty fast." I told him, looking over my shoulder. "You sure you don't want me calling you sir?" "Is this too fast?" He asked and leaned forward to kiss my lips and I didn't reject it or encourage the man, I just let him do it. It was strange knowing I could say no to him if I wanted to. I was a slave and negra in the New South and if a white man wanted me, I didn't have a choice really. Sure, white men had to respect another's property and all that, I wasn't going to be raped or anything just walking down the street, but I couldn't refuse my teachers, for example. I couldn't refuse a policeman if he wanted to fuck me, or a friend of my Master's if I was offered to him. This was different. This man, and his two friends, they were from the North and tourists or students or whatever, not citizens. I didn't have to call Brent sir, or let him touch me, or do anything. He wasn't black or white, he was a foreigner, an alien. For the first time in my life I had my own decision about what I wanted. My parents had always decided until Mr. Reiser had taken me into custody and after that I was a slave. But right there, right then, it was like I was a person somehow and it confused me a little, even excited me maybe. But mostly it scared me. I didn't want that responsibility. "You're so beautiful." Brent told me and he was looking into my eyes, moving his hands slightly, like he wanted to reach around me for my tits, but he was waiting for a sign. "Did Purdy tell you about me?" I asked, licking my lips. "He told us about all of you." Brent shrugged. "You're slaves, sex slaves for your white owners, going to that segregated school..." "Sex slaves?" I smiled at that. "Isn't that what you are?" He smiled back. "I'm a bedroom negra." "Sounds the same to me." Brent said. "My Master loves me." I told him and I didn't know why sex slave bothered me so much, but it did. "I'm his mistress." "But you still had to sneak out to come here, didn't you?" He said, looking like he thought he knew everything there was to know about me. "No." I told him. "I asked him if I could come and he said yes." "Oh yeah?" Brent looked surprised then, like I knew he would be. "You think a Master can't love a slave?" I turned around, being a little tired of looking over my shoulder. "No, I don't." He told me seriously, keeping his hands on me as I turned to face him. "Then you don't know anything." I said. "Hey...Whoa, sup girl?" Purdy was coming in with the blonde girl, Mickey, and they were both giggling and pawing each other. "Hey." I looked past Brent. "We were looking at the fish." "Yeah, huh. The fish." Purdy grinned. "This here's Mickey and that's Dani." "Hi Dani." The girl smiled. "Brent being a bad boy?" "No, we're just talking." I shrugged, watching as Purdy held Mickey close, his arm around her narrow waist and fingers digging lightly against her tummy. She was wearing old jeans, ripped in the knees and a t-shirt hugging her thin body. She had smallish tits and hard nipples poking through the cotton. "Maybe you're being the bad boy." Purdy grinned at me. "Maybe." I teased. "I ain't decided yet." "Bad boy, huh?" Brent chuckled and I realized he didn't know my little secret, Purdy hadn't told these people everything afterall. "Come on, down here..." Mickey was half falling onto one of the mattresses and pulling Purdy with her. "I want some bad boy too." "I got you're bad boy." Purdy grinned and sat down with her, putting his arm around Mickey's shoulders and pulling the white girl close for a kiss. "Let's sit down." Brent was saying to me and I guessed these people weren't shy at all, which didn't bother me. They thought we were just sex slaves anyway and that was probably all these white people were looking for, some interracial sex to tell their friends back home about. We watched Purdy and Mickey make out for awhile and I knew Brent wanted me the same way and so I let him. He kissed me gently at first and he tasted like cigarettes and beer and his tongue was eager as he pushed it into my mouth. It did feel good though, just kissing like that and watching Purdy out of the corner of my eye, getting loose with a white girl. I'd never seen that before and even though I knew Purdy was a bedroom buck for his mistress, I'd never really thought about it much. It was sexy watching the two of them make out and I was getting warmed up, slowly but surely. Brent soon had his fingers working at the buttons of my dress and then his hand was inside, feeling my breasts and squeezing me while we kissed. I'd found his cock through the man's khaki trousers, not an overly large one, from what I could tell, but he was very hard and I squeezed it through the cotton. He was moaning softly and kissing my ear, licking me lightly and making me smile when Mickey pulled Purdy's cock free and he was big. It was one reason he was a buck, not just for his natural good looks, but the boy had about a ten inch cock. Not too thick really, but it was long and dark and Mickey plainly liked it a lot as she tried to inhale it. "Yeah, suck my dick, baby..." Purdy nodded, sucking a breath and then looking at me with a grin. "...All you white bitch's love my motherfucker, don't you?" "Mmmphhh..." Mickey tried to agree, but her little white mouth was full of big black cock. "Do that for me..." I breathed, because my penis was hard and Brent was going to find it any second. His mouth was going down to my tits and his hand drifting down across my tummy. "Hmmm..." He sighed and looked at our friends for a second and then smiled. "You want to suck me?" "No..." I giggled and I put my left hand on the back of his head, pushing him down as I pulled my skirt up with the other. "Okay..." Brent said softly, thinking I wanted him to lick my pussy, probably. "...What's...That?" "Suck it for me..." I whispered and my girl cock was standing straight up from the side of my lace panties, pointing at Brent's open mouth and resisted me for a second, long enough so I thought he was going to get mad or something. "You're a...boy?" He voiced his surprise and I was pushing his head down. "No, I'm not." I promised and then I sighed as I felt the first tentative touch of the man's lips on the tip of my penis. "Shit...Look at you, girl." Purdy grinned at me. "I told they wasn't gonna care." "Take more of it..." I urged the man and Brent was moving slow, not real sure about what he was doing, but I kept my fingers in his hair, pushing his lips down the dark shaft of my penis until I felt my cock surrounded by warm wet mouth. "Let me have some of that pussy too." Purdy was saying and he pushed and pulled at Mickey, getting her jeans undone and pulling them off her hips and ass and down her pale thighs. She knelt like that, with her pants around her knees and her ass towards me and she wasn't even wearing panties, which almost made me giggle. I watched Purdy finger her pink cunt, slipping his black fingers between the girl's greasy labia and making Mickey wriggle her ass and make muffled moaning sounds around the cock in her mouth. "Ummmm..." I sighed as Brent had all of my penis in his mouth finally and he was moving his tongue slowly, exploring this new experience. "That's it...uh-huh...Wash it all over, suck it...Mmmm...Careful your teeth, Brent..." I said, talking to him softly, coaxing him to love my girl cock and I was getting off knowing this guy wasn't queer at all. A straight man sucking my sissy penis for the first time was real sweet for me and I was going to cum soon, but maybe not too soon as Brent wasn't very good at it. "Yo, Bailey! Get your ass in here, nigger!" Purdy grinned at one of his friends who was watching from the door. "Shit...That's cool!" Bailey wasn't much to look at and he wasn't anyone's bedroom slave. He went to school because he was smart, like most of the kids there, and his owner had plans to put his brains to work later. "You ever fuck a white girl before?" Purdy asked him and Bailey was undressing quick, glancing at me and widening his eyes a little, but only because of Brent sucking my penis like he was. All the kids at school knew I had a girl cock. "I ain't never fucked nobody." Bailey admitted. "Then get your cherry dick inside this bitch!" Purdy laughed and he was holding Mickey's head tight. "She likes the dark meat just fine." "Get up for a minute." I told Brent, pulling his mouth off my penis and he was red faced and his chin was wet as he breathed deep. "We all gonna do you, Mickey." Purdy was saying. "That's what you want, huh?" "I've never..." Brent was licking his lips and half smiling at me. "I know" I giggled. "Take off your clothes, your pants. I wanna see your cock." "Yeah, okay." He agreed and Brent undid his trousers while I took off my dress completely, pulling it over my head while we watched Bailey get behind Mickey, pushing his black dick inside her slowly. "Hey, uh...You need to put on a condom, man..." Brent said. "...She's not on the pill or anything." If Bailey heard what the man was saying he didn't care. He was just a seventeen year old boy losing his virginity and nothing was going to stop him once he felt that blonde girl's hot pussy around his cock. Bailey was fucking her hard and fast and he wasn't going to last long at all. "She'll be okay." I giggled and Brent was frowning. "Come here, like this...You ever sixty-nine?" "What?" Brent blinked at me and I was pushing him onto his back, straddling him with my balls and penis rubbing over the man's glasses and then his nose and finally his mouth as I got comfortable. Brent's cock was hardly any bigger than mine, which made me smile, but it was hard and if he wasn't queer, he sure didn't mind sucking my girl cock. Brent had me in his mouth quickly enough and I took him all the way inside mine easily enough, holding him there while I worked my tongue all around it. "Oh shit!" Bailey was groaning a minute later, if even that long, and he arched his back, giving Mickey his orgasm as deep inside the girl's unprotected womb as he could. "Goddamn, boy...You cumming already?" Purdy laughed. "Gonna call you jackrabbit from now on." "Shut-up." Bailey panted. "That shit felt good!" "Course it does, get your dick outta there now and go get somebody else." Purdy told him and then he looked down at Mickey. "Suck my balls for awhile, baby...We got all kinds of dick comin' your way." Bailey pulled his pants back on and getting undressed had been a real waste of time for that boy, I thought. He didn't care though, he wasn't a virgin anymore and he was all smiles as he went to find one of the other guys and we could hear him whooping it up as he left the bedroom. "Oh God..." I heard Mickey's breathless voice. "...Did he cum inside me?" "You didn't feel it?" Purdy laughed. "Come on now, lick my balls that nice way you do it." "I'm not protected, I told you that before." Mickey was feeling her pussy and I just watched with some amusement while I sucked Brent's dick nice and slow. "Too late now." Purdy shrugged. "John Boy's here now anyway, get your mouth down there." "Sup?" John Boy grinned and he was big, a pudgy black boy and he wasn't getting undressed, but just unzipping his pants and fishing out a thick black cock that looked very respectable. "You see it." Purdy grinned at his friend. "Shit, Dani got some too, huh?" He looked at Brent and me, shaking his head. "You want some?" I asked, licking my lips and holding Brent's cock tight in my fist. "I want some of this." John Boy grinned and then he was getting behind Mickey, shoving his cock inside her already cum soaked pussy, but obviously stretching the blonde out some as she stiffened and groaned loudly. "Shush now...That boy's gonna make you feel good." Purdy promised her and he was more than content to get his balls washed by Mickey while his friends fucked her. "I ain't never had no white girl before." John Boy grunted, thrusting in and out of the girl hard. "Damn, she tight too!" "She's been fuckin white dick her whole life." Purdy laughed. Brent and I sucked each other while John Boy fucked Mickey. Brent was getting better at it too, gagging only occasionally as the tip of my penis would tickle the back of the man's mouth when I pushed myself down, giving him as much as I had. I was playing with him more than anything else though, not wanting Brent to cum or anything. It was better to keep him hot and needy, give the college boy some incentive to suck my girl cock nicely. Men lose interest in sex if they cum too soon, I think, for a minute or two anyway. I wanted Brent to stay hungry because I was going to cum any minute and I wanted him to swallow it for me. "Mmmm...Like...That..." I sighed and I was fucking Brent's lips, lifting my hips and pushing down, sliding my dark swollen penis into his mouth over and over while he held my ass in his hands, squeezing me with gentle fingers digging into my warm skin. I was going to cum, my balls feeling tight and my ass clenching as I tried to hold off, wanting it to build more and more as the anticipation always felt good. I wished he'd finger my ass for me and a nice thick cock pushing into my rectum would have felt so good right then. Even just a finger, twisting inside my anus, tickling my boy pussy sweetly would have brought me off immediately, but Brent didn't know what he was doing. He was getting mouth fucked, that's all he knew. "Ohhhh...Yes!" I moaned, lifting my head and jerking my hips hard, shoving my penis into the man's mouth as my orgasm erupted inside him. Brent sputtered and coughed, his hands pushing at me then as getting a mouthful of creamy boy cum surprised him. I wasn't going anywhere though, not right then, it felt too good flooding Brent's virgin mouth with my semen. I didn't care if he swallowed it or not just then and I was sure most of my load was spilling out of his mouth, over his cheeks and down his face. I stroked his cock all the while too, not letting him go soft at all as I was afraid that maybe he might get turned off by the new experience. I wanted Brent to stay nice and hard because after I was done pumping my salty sperm into his mouth I was going to seriously fuck that man. I was ready for that and there was a condom in my purse with Brent's name on it. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= An hour later and our little orgy or whatever you wanted to call it was over, or taking a little recess anyway. While I'd been fucking Brent, and Purdy had been playing with Mickey, and she'd been fucked bareback by five black guys, Venus had been fucking Lance in the living room. Sarah had been sharing all our friends from school, taking them before and after they had Mickey. So I guess it was a party, sort of, but just for sex and I really thought of it as a wasted afternoon for the most part. I should have just gone to see my parents. They'd been a little disappointed when I'd called to say I couldn't make it that day and besides, I could have sex anytime I wanted pretty much. Brent hadn't been too good at it. "What are you looking at?" I asked Sarah and I'd been using the bathroom to clean myself up. I wasn't too bad, but it was warm in that apartment I felt sticky. "I don't know." She shrugged and it was a small pamphlet. "Lance just gave it to me." "...there's people there to help you find jobs, a place to stay, all that stuff." Mickey was talking to a couple of the guys. "Let me see that." I took it from Sarah's fingers and it was something called Searchlight and it some drawing of a black man in chains on the front. "No, I ain't gonna run away." Venus giggled and Brent was talking to her. "What's this? Are you guys crazy?" I dropped the pamphlet quickly, as soon as I figured out what it was. "Shit, that's the truth right there." Purdy told me and I stared at him. "What are you talking about?" "Purdy's going." Brent was saying. "Some of the other guys too, we got it all worked out." "Ain't you tired of being a negra?" Purdy asked me. "We can go up North, these guys take slaves across the border all the time." "Runaway?" I blinked at him. "You don't have to be a slave, Danielle." Lance told me. "Up in the States you can go to college, get a real job, have a real family..." "I can do all that anyway." I shook my head. "I'm freeborn, okay? I can do all that stuff." "You're a slave, girl." Purdy laughed at me. "You don't know what you gonna do, cept what your Master tells you." "How do we get across the border?" Sarah wondered. "You shut-up about that." I told her. "We're not going anywhere except home." I started getting up, but Purdy grabbed my hand. "Just listen to what they got to say, it don't hurt none." The boy told me and I tried to tug my arm free but he was holding me tight. "It's gonna hurt if we get caught. Let me go." I jerked free. "You can't believe anything that these people say." "We're the only white people you can believe." Lance said. "They're abolitionist, they're from the North and they just come down here cause they want to make trouble." I stared at the man and he was shaking his head. "Dani, we're just here trying to help." Brent said from across the room. "You're trying to help by spreading these lies?" I kicked at the pamphlet on the floor. "There's nothing but the truth in there." Lance said, echoing Purdy. "I get the truth from my Master, we all do. Not some white agitators looking to get us high and drunk and fuck us." I spat at him. "Come on, Sarah, we gotta go. Venus you're coming too, right?" There was a lot of talk from the other guys, mostly complaining because they thought all the girls were leaving so soon, but Sarah didn't want to go and Venus was kind of shaking her head. "I don't know." Sarah frowned at me. "My master doesn't even love me anymore." "What? Don't be stupid, so what if he's got another girl." I stared at her. "We gotta go. This is bad." "Leave her be. Shit, you the crazy one, all happy being a slave." Purdy stared at me. "Course it ain't bad for you, right?" "What are you talking about?" I barely looked at him. "Sarah, please, I ain't staying here." "I mean you're all queer anyway, so being a slave is like being a faggot." Purdy chuckled. "What?" I gave him a finger. "Come on Venus, you know you ain't going to run away." "Yeah, I'm gonna hang out though." Venus shrugged at me and I wondered if everybody there was high except me. "Slaves can be queer all they want, shit." Purdy was going off. "You're master can suck your dick, don't nobody care, huh?" "Fuck you." I said and I looked at Sarah one more time. "Don't do it, okay? Come on, I'll take you home." "She doesn't want to be a slave." Lance said and he smiled at her like they had a secret and Sarah gave me an apologetic look. "Sorry, Dani. I'm gonna stay too." "You're afraid to be free." Purdy was following. "That's what it is, huh? Just scared of being real, huh?" "You don't stay here." I told him. "Get Sarah and Venus out of here, you hear me?" "I don't hear nothing but a slave talkin." He shook his head at me and I was gone with that. I sat in my car for about five minutes and I was scared and mad. More mad than scared really, now that I was out of the apartment and away from those people. They had my friends though and Sarah was vulnerable, I knew that. She was depressed and angry with her master for taking a new girl to his bed. Venus just wanted to be with white people, going North might sound good to her, if she believed those lies those people were always saying. How everybody was free and happy and everything was perfect in the States. None of that was true. They had ghettos and drugs and gangs. The police were always beating on black people, they had it on videotape and showed it on the news all the time. Jails were full of black people and there were homeless blacks living out of trashcans. We got all that news down there in the South and I knew my country wasn't perfect, but it wasn't like it was up North neither. Wasn't none of that stuff in those pamphlets, I bet. Just stories about how some black guy got hanged for no reason, they liked those kinds of stories a lot. Or how sterilizing black people was evil and a sin. Those Northern abolitionists always had bad things to say about the South and right now my friends were in there listening to them. "Nine-one-one...What's the nature of your emergency?" "Uh, there's some abolitionists having a...a meeting or something, they're talking to my friends and..." "White abolitionists?" The woman asked. "Yeah, they're from the North, Boston I think, Harvard College or something." "What's the address?" "Um, Lexington Apartments...In Hemmford, it's on uh, Fourth Avenue and..." "What's the apartment number?" "What? Oh...Um, two-oh-two." "Okay, what's your name?" "M-My name?" I blinked at that. "I , uh, I'm gonna..." "Don't go anywhere, stay on the phone. Some officers are coming, but I need to know your name." I didn't say anything as I was suddenly very scared. Too frightened to admit who I was and deathly afraid not to. Would I be in trouble just for having been in that apartment, even if I'd left it as soon as I knew what was going on? Probably, I decided, or at least I'd have to explain why I was at that party in the first place. My Master would be in trouble too, if he said he was letting me go to it. If he said he hadn't given me permission, then I'd be punished, charged with something and whipped more than likely. Mr. Reiser wouldn't be able to stop it and if he tried, then he'd just be in trouble anyways. I felt like crying, or throwing up, and I was about to do both when I decided to just run. I'd go home, back to my Master's house and stay there. I'd tell him what happened and he'd figure it out for me. I couldn't do it, I wasn't smart enough, but he was. I should have thought of this before I'd called, but I hadn't. I'd just wanted to see those abolitionists caught and stopped, my friends sent back home before they did something really stupid. God! Why hadn't Sarah come with me? Venus too, the rest I didn't care about, but those two girls were my best friends and I'd called the police to save them. I was breaking the law by disobeying a police officer, the woman on the phone. I hadn't hung it up, but I'd left the receiver dangling, getting in my car and pulling away from the telephone booth just as I saw some police cars coming down the street behind me. No flashing lights, no sirens, but they were coming fast and I took a left turn and then pulled over so I could puke. I was shaking so bad and I wondered if I'd done the right thing or not. I had to go home, my Master would take care of everything. He'd know what to do now. End of chapter 18