Chapter Twenty Two
Roberta liked to talk. She got past her need for social and racial revenge after the first few weeks had passed. Though her acts of physical and s****l abuse continued and gradually intensified, she was cordial to me throughout, even in her demands. She recognized me as an intelligent person and chatted amiably about whatever happened to be on her mind at the moment. It would be an actual give and take conversation at first. She might suddenly ask in all sincerity how I came to be Daphne’s bond slave, thus inviting confidences. I would reply with total honesty, though it was difficult for her to grasp the intricate dynamics of my relationship with Daphne. Frustration would drive her to a state of confusion. Seeking simple distraction, she might interrupt me, lifting her
