gutter with him, and I won’t allow the disrespect to my family,” he added.
“He did not like her. He was an ass to her. Bernie had to check him. I had to check him. Why is he in her face?” John asked.
Jerome and John did not care about the hypocrisy of their concerns. Both men had had relations with numerous white women, and they did not have a problem with doing so, as they felt that they were entitled to the practice. John could not help the feeling of jealousy coming over his body. He felt that she belonged to him and should only have eyes for him, as he still held strong, deep feelings for her. This was the first visual evidence that he may be losing his grip with her. She had begun to seek male attention elsewhere.
Later on that evening, John went home frustrated. He received a phone call from Edina, who was checking up on him. His tone with her was more bitter than usual. He felt that his involvement with her was ruining his life. His tonedid not sit well with Edina, as their very brief conversation about money escalated into a shouting match. He hung up the phone after she suggested that he go to their marital home. John had been verbally aggressive with her before, but this time his voice had more anger. Edina was always the one initiating the slam of the phone. The aggressiveness on the other end of the line took her aback. Things were progressively getting worse between them, and she felt that she had to do something soon.
After that phone call, John got up and decided to venture out and pay Bunny a visit at her apartment. It was after one in the morning when he arrived. He buzzed her door, but she was not there. He went over to a pay phone to ring her apartment. No answer. Frustrated, he went to a bar that was still open. He had never been to this place before. He chatted with a leggy brunette who was smoking at the bar. John took her back to his place, and they had sex. He promised to call her back, but by the morning, he didn’t even remember her name.
Bernie lived in Greenwich Village on West Tenth Street. The block was full of townhouses whose construction dated back to the 1920s. The area was considered well-to-do, as celebrities and well-known socialites and politicians lived there. The Weathermen Underground Organization’s New York sector on West Eleventh Street was a blockaway. Gina’s parents owned the building it occupied but rarely spent much time in it, as they also had property on the West Coast. While they were away, they left Gina in charge of watching the property. Her parents had no idea of the activities that were happening there.
Bernie had first met Gina when she’d passed him on the sidewalk. She was frantically moving along when he stopped her in her tracks. She was exquisite to him and young. Bernie was not into women his age. They reminded him of his pushy grandparents. He had a high-powered, active lifestyle, and he needed someone who was not interested in commitment, who was useful to him, and who could keep up. Gina fit the bill. Bernie was so smitten with her willingness to please him with her skill in fellatio that he nicknamed her Red, because of his view of the top of her head as well as her crotch area. He was also impressed with her connections and her political passions.
He visited her building often to keep up on the Underground’s latest plans, lend support, and give them information. He would tell them about the activities of the local police departments, who kept a watchful eye on the collective at the advice of the FBI. Bernie was careful not to be seen going in and out of the premises so that he would not be on anyone’s radar. He did not know whether anyone was watching who was entering and leaving the townhouse. Bernie made deals with the people who were posted there. If he needed firearms or bombs, they would make them for him in exchange for financial assistance. This kept theWeathermen Underground going, and they became a weapons source for
“He did not like her. He was an ass to her. Bernie had to check him. I had to check him. Why is he in her face?” John asked.
Jerome and John did not care about the hypocrisy of their concerns. Both men had had relations with numerous white women, and they did not have a problem with doing so, as they felt that they were entitled to the practice. John could not help the feeling of jealousy coming over his body. He felt that she belonged to him and should only have eyes for him, as he still held strong, deep feelings for her. This was the first visual evidence that he may be losing his grip with her. She had begun to seek male attention elsewhere.
Later on that evening, John went home frustrated. He received a phone call from Edina, who was checking up on him. His tone with her was more bitter than usual. He felt that his involvement with her was ruining his life. His tonedid not sit well with Edina, as their very brief conversation about money escalated into a shouting match. He hung up the phone after she suggested that he go to their marital home. John had been verbally aggressive with her before, but this time his voice had more anger. Edina was always the one initiating the slam of the phone. The aggressiveness on the other end of the line took her aback. Things were progressively getting worse between them, and she felt that she had to do something soon.
After that phone call, John got up and decided to venture out and pay Bunny a visit at her apartment. It was after one in the morning when he arrived. He buzzed her door, but she was not there. He went over to a pay phone to ring her apartment. No answer. Frustrated, he went to a bar that was still open. He had never been to this place before. He chatted with a leggy brunette who was smoking at the bar. John took her back to his place, and they had sex. He promised to call her back, but by the morning, he didn’t even remember her name.
Bernie lived in Greenwich Village on West Tenth Street. The block was full of townhouses whose construction dated back to the 1920s. The area was considered well-to-do, as celebrities and well-known socialites and politicians lived there. The Weathermen Underground Organization’s New York sector on West Eleventh Street was a blockaway. Gina’s parents owned the building it occupied but rarely spent much time in it, as they also had property on the West Coast. While they were away, they left Gina in charge of watching the property. Her parents had no idea of the activities that were happening there.
Bernie had first met Gina when she’d passed him on the sidewalk. She was frantically moving along when he stopped her in her tracks. She was exquisite to him and young. Bernie was not into women his age. They reminded him of his pushy grandparents. He had a high-powered, active lifestyle, and he needed someone who was not interested in commitment, who was useful to him, and who could keep up. Gina fit the bill. Bernie was so smitten with her willingness to please him with her skill in fellatio that he nicknamed her Red, because of his view of the top of her head as well as her crotch area. He was also impressed with her connections and her political passions.
He visited her building often to keep up on the Underground’s latest plans, lend support, and give them information. He would tell them about the activities of the local police departments, who kept a watchful eye on the collective at the advice of the FBI. Bernie was careful not to be seen going in and out of the premises so that he would not be on anyone’s radar. He did not know whether anyone was watching who was entering and leaving the townhouse. Bernie made deals with the people who were posted there. If he needed firearms or bombs, they would make them for him in exchange for financial assistance. This kept theWeathermen Underground going, and they became a weapons source for
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