The air in the car was heavy with the scent of sex, mingling with the sound of my moans as Percy thrust deep into me.
It's sad how I easily gave myself up to him. It's what I wanted. That's what I told myself. If I didn't want it, then I wouldn't ha...
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Percy
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"Is he only into me because I'm black?"
So when this white boy gave me attention I basked in it. He worshipped me in secret behind closed bedroom doors. So when this boy told me I was pretty, I swallowed his words. They stuck to the roof of my mouth like peanut butter. He kissed my feet as though I was a god, yes in his eyes I was one, I had power over him, over a white boy. But that power only got me so much of him it was a cruel reminder that I could never be above him, always below. I felt broken. The power I had was an illusion. I was just a boy. Not a god, and he was the one that held power over me. I wanted to be loved, but all I got was a fleeting moment of admiration.
