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Alice's story

... the beach. One of them waved at the black man and Latina woman to follow them to another area of the beach. “Ok, go ahead,” Alice shrugged, picking up a magazine. “If I run into him again, I will,” Jessica smiled. “Fine,” Alice flipped through the magazine, too fast to look or read anything. She couldn’t deny that man was stunning. Chapter 3 “Get that hand off my butt!” Alice scolded her friend, Jessica. They were dancing at one of the night clubs a few hours later. “Relax, Alice! I’m just having fun. You need to loosen up,” Jessica said. Alice sighed, talking into her friend’s ear over the loud music, “If that guy sees us, he may think you and I are together.” “No he won’t. Because if I see him, I will talk to him, and I will dance with him instead of you!” Jessica replied. “And if he doesn’t show up, well then, I guess I’ll be taking you back to my room,” She added grabbing Alice again. “We’re in the same room anyway, remember?” “Uh huh,” Jessica winked. “Oh look, you’re off the hook. There he is. Wish me luck,” Jessica said, slapping Alice’s butt again as she walked past her. Alice sighed, going to the bar, to buy another drink. She chatted with another American there, he reminded her of Dan in some ways. He was far sleazier though, immediately making it clear what he was after. After the guy droned on a bit, Alice, barely paying attention to his compliments of her long dark hair, she turned around and saw Jessica several yards away. She wasn’t alone. She was dancing ...

... with the black man from the beach. Jessica’s hands were above her head, clasping together behind his neck, his dreads in a pony tail. His hands were on her stomach, slowly going up and down over her beige cocktail dress. Jessica was grinding her butt against his crotch. Alice rolled her eyes and sipped more of her drink while the guy that approached her talked. She talked back out of politeness, but was hoping the guy could see she wasn’t interested. Several songs later, Alice felt a tap on her shoulder, it was Jessica. “His name is Ulysses. That woman was his coworker. I’ll see you tomorrow,” Jessica kissed Alice’s cheek. “Wow, you work fast,” She wiped the kiss away. The sexy single mom, Jessica, blew Alice another kiss, making her way to the exit where Ulysses was waiting. **** Alice slammed their room door shut, sitting on the edge of the bed. She was annoyed at Jessica and in some ways at herself. Perhaps she did need to loosen up. If she did, she might be the one with Ulysses that evening. “No,” she told herself, “he’s black, I’m not giving Angela the satisfaction.” “He is gorgeous though,” Alice sighed, standing to look in the mirror. “Maybe I could just see what it’s like.” In her mind she thought of Rodney and the way he was speaking in the background of that phone call. She thought about the previous night of going out with her sister and her group of friends. Rodney seemed so cocky, so full of himself, commanding the white girls in the group to get him another drink. ...