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“Both Richard and I sat silent and watched Jennifer Lee. She came across the room and over to us and swept our chess pieces off the board. “Bastard!” she announced and started back for the door. “No. Jennifer, I’ve had it with you. You took your clothes off in front of my son. My son came to me and he was crying and I said what’s wrong but he wouldn’t say anything. I made him tell me, Jennifer. He said you came out of your bedroom naked. You showed my son your pussy, woman!” “And you hit me,” Jennifer accused him. I realized that they were both showing off right in front of me to embarrass the other one. “And you spit in my face and called me a nigger!” he shot back. She came back. “Because I wanted to! Damn you!” “Well, just leave. I told you to leave. Now leave. I’ve done all I could for you, just leave. You would never treat Warren Beatty like you treated me. Or any of those other white boys you star-fucked.” He turned to me. “Man, can you imagine her doing that to Warren Beatty?” I said, “No!”

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