Chapter 41 Horizons Fate (11)

• Lucas had returned home early with three friends in tow. He met us in the hallway as Richard and I hurried out of the bathroom, sopping wet, with towels haphazardly wrapped around our waists. "Come in and meet the guests," Lucas invited "And leave those wet towels."
• Lucas walked back up the hall leaving Richard and I looking at each other, wondering just who and how many were in the next room. We dropped the towels onto the bathroom floor and padded into the den in our birthday suits. A pretty young blonde was tearing through Lucas's collection of CD's and a black couple were making out on the couch. When we came into view, the attractive black lady stopped dead in her hot embrace with eyes as big as saucers. A slight gasp came from her mouth as the blonde turned around and with a very pronounced southern accent cried, "Damn! "They're ne-kkid!'"
• The black lady found her voice, "Whoa Lucas, I ain't pullin' no damn train. You can forget that shit."