"Skuah!" she said smiling, "you're very strong, and you—" she asked, "was you pleased?"
"Great God!" I cried, "I felt as if all the hairs of my head were travelling down my backbone like an army! You are extraordinary, you dear!"
"Keep me with you, Frank", she whispered, "if you want me, I'll do anything, everything for you: I never hoped to have such a lover as you. Oh, this child's real glad her breasties and sex please you. You taught me that word, instead of the nasty word all white folk use; 'sex' is good word, very good!" and she crowed with delight. "What do colored people call it!" I asked: "Coozie", she replied smiling, Coozie! good word too, very good!
Long years later I heard an American story which recalled Sophy's performance vividly. An engineer with a pretty daughter had an assistant who showed extraordinary qualities as a machinist and was quiet and well behaved to boot. The father introduced his helper to his daughter and the match was soon arranged. After the marriage, however, the son-in-law drew away and 'twas in vain that the father-in-law tried to guess the reason of the estrangement. At length he asked his son-in-law boldly for the reason: "I meant right, Bill", he began earnestly, "but if I've made a mistake I'll be sorry: waren't the goods accordin' to specification? Warn't she a virgin?"
"It don't matter nothin'!" replied Bill, frowning. "Treat me fair, Bill", cried the father, "war she a virgin?"
"How can I tell?" exclaimed Bill, "all I can say is, I never know'd a virgin before that had that cinder-shifting movement."
Sophy was the first to show me the "cinder-shifting" movement and she surely was a virgin!
