Klan meeting in Alabama
One night between my campus lectures I picked up a hitchhiking Klan member. After helping him get in touch with his painful memories of incest in childhood, he wanted to do anything for me. So he invited me to this mind-blowing secret
cross-burning. I let him use my credit card to call home to Tennessee just before the meeting. There he learned that his uncle had just been killed by a black. After those news I was very nervous all night that he would betray me to the other Klan members.
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