Wendy Caught
I was having a busy day with new students wanting advice as to the classes/majors and funding. Being a good counselor taking care of all the various questions and concerns. By taking as many students as I did, I ran late with the last student. I was in my bungalow, and most of the college faculty were already gone for the day. My last appointment showed up. He said he was sorry for being late looking at the clock. I said that was okay. I wasn’t used to staying late, and I didn’t know the janitors’ cleaning schedules. The nice-looking Black guy sat down, saying he’d just finished playing hoops with his friends. He apologized for being in gym shorts and a muscle-type tee. His gym shorts were typically loose like most. I caught glimpses …