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A little dust of powder on my shoulders andbust and arms. Then I put my top on, lacy white, so the tackypurple shows through. I shivered thinking about how I'd look.I tucked mister back again while Ma continued to complain about how Leon treated me. The little piece of meat that had caused me so much trouble for eighteen years was shrinking since the hormones and I hadn't had to deal with a real hard-on in months. Well, not one of my own.Black net hose, and a hot red Lycra-and-lace skirt that wassupposed to be a slip-smoother but I wore it on the outside. Platform red heels that made me look seven-inches taller.Ma kept it up. "Leon called you white trash! Now I ask you! Ithink the man is a bigot!"I grinned. "Ma, he's black, how can *he* be a bigot?" 'WhiteTrash' was sort of one of Leon's pet names for me. I'm AmericanIndian and Italian and mixed, I'm not exactly white. Most peoplearound here think I am Mexican."Black people can be bigoted!" Ma said loudly.I did my lips. I said to him, “You don’t want to go there with me, Sam.”He barked at me, “This is my house. I will go wherever I want to.”Instantly, I gave him a quick jab in the stomach. It knocked the wind out of him and he released his hold on me. I gave him a hard forearm to the head. He staggered backward to the corner of the room and slumped to the floor. It just so happened that it was the same corner that I had thrown his shirt in earlier.I blurted, “Sorry about the shirt Sam. I used it to mop my cum off of your girlfriend.”'I was done with him. I didn’t want to fight him. I didn’t want to hurt him. I can definitely understand why he was upset with me, but I was not going to be intimidated.'I slipped my shoes on, turned around and walked out the door. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and called the cab service to pick me up at the corner that they had dropped me off at.I knew that it would take a little bit, but that was alright. I needed to clear my head, anyway.As I was walking back.
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