In college, my desires became more diverse. I sought out Monique, the exchange student from Belgium. She sang a solo of lust on the stage in my mind, ...uided by the strokes of my fingers and the music of my mouth. I imagined the feel of her skin, soft and smooth, and the sharp taste of her juice.After a month I had become obsessed with her. I decided to either fulfill the demands of my imagination, or find some other target for my private lusts. In the back of a theater showing of "The Hunger",. "You better go freshen your makeup dear, you look a sight!"As Carolyn left her office Laura sat back in her chair and felt aconfidence she had never felt before. She reviewed the day's events inher mind as if she were having an out of body experience. She saw thisstrange woman taking control in a positive and righteous manner. Shecould not believe that woman was her. It was her doing these things,things she had not even realized she was capable of. She got a shiverjust thinking about the. I referred to them often during the day. As I mindlessly listened to the professor at the front of the room, my hand again began to write. Once again, I included these words in my letter to Cindy that night. Precious. Precious are the moments that we share, Gentle is the touch that shows you care, Precious are the days we spend hand in hand, You always there to listen and understand, Precious are the nights with you by my side, Making all my fears go run and hide, Precious are the minutes,. ‘You’d better take me back now.’ We piled into the car and drove long silent miles back to the fairgrounds where the circus was being held. The guard let us in and we drove directly back to the tent. Lance and I helped her into the wheelchair and we pushed her to the open flap where Brutus stood, glowering at us. ‘Brought her back, safe and sound.’ He grunted and knelt beside the chair, looking into her face. Lacey patted his cheek with a sad smile. ‘I’m fine, Brutus.’ He arose and stepped.