Chapter Twelve
Mary lay awake until almost dawn. The night had unfolded in a way she’d not expected. She thought she would feel humiliated at the Country Club but, even though the people she’d known all her life ignored her and let her know that her appearance there with a black man was contemptible, she felt proud to be with Lucifer. It was a first step in breaking down the horrible racial prejudice that had existed in Stormville all of her life. She was proud of Lucifer for defying them. She had anticipated feeling embarrassed on the dance floor with him but instead she’d enjoyed herself. Although she’d been excited about another s****l encounter that would last longer and promised to be more powerful, the hours in Lucifer’s bed were far more intense than she’d imagined. How many times
