02-15-2012, 03:17 PM
Next, the slaves brought the two to a strip joint. To Casey, and maybe Fhy's, embarrassment, several dancers were standing before the group. The feminine, skilled boys danced with grace and sexual appeal. One of who bent down and kissed Fhy's nose, winking at him. "Hi there, cutie," he greeted, as out of the corner of Fhy's eye, he saw Casey kissing a dancer.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.