Harsh and I didn’t talk about it after that. But we would smile at each other. He would spank my butt at times, or I would touch his crotch to tease...him. Nothing more than that. But as the days passed, I knew the urge for sex would be surfaced in both of us. He could be asking me for sex anytime then. I was right. Two days later, that night, I was in my room swiping Instagram. Mom and dad had already gone to bed. Harsh entered and bolted the door. It was unusual since we used to. Something suggested by the Back To The Future trilogy and the series Quantum Leap. Iwas being helped by a university professor friend I met one day at the campus coffee shop. Iwas talking to a student who used to live in my neighborhood, until he moved on campus afterentering college. We were talking about the Back To The Future trilogy, and pondering on whatit woud be like to actually travel through time. This professor was at the next table and heardour conversation."You do know that time. “I need you right now. Let’s go to the bathroom,” he said, taking my hand and pulling me away from our spot on the dance floor.I wasn't even thinking about my actions. Never in a million years would I consider sex with a stranger in a bathroom, but here I was going along with it like it was the most natural thing in the world. As we made our way through the crowd, I was envisioning what was about to happen. I assumed we had to be quick. Would I suck his dick? Would he just bend me over the. I opened my magic book and asked about Weather Mages? The combination of gems I had could have caused the electrical storm, but I didn’t have the amethyst in my set.Shit! Last night the ring I was working on had an Amethyst in it. I thought about the truck driver again and decided that the storm had been building all day, but I had been in a good mood until I encountered the truckie. I sighed in relief.No, I didn’t believe that I responsible for his death. I may have affected the storm last.