my mother was there during the day maybe thirty-minutes, having a job at the local department store, so it was up to us and the dark nanny to be good when she wasn’t there during summer. in hushed tones, with his eyes darting wildly to see who might be paying attention, he told me if i was impressed with his “it”, i was not going to beleive his friend’s “it”. xxnx tv they stopped a few feet in front of me, me standing in the same cotten dress i’d been wearing in school that day. my friend and i never got beyond heavy petting and mutual masturbation in large part because his mother was a good friend of my mother. both were aware of boys nasty desires as we whispered in the nights, so i knew. Calvin was wearing a pair of dingy denim overalls, and i heard my friend say, “show her.” i knew the sounds well as i heard the thick brass buckles being released, knowing in my mind that all i’d seen of this negro was a body clad in nothing but that garb.
