“Yes, Thursday.” She nodded, already onto something else.I watched her, trying to reconcile the flurry of activity with the otherworldly voice. It...was almost as if her body and mind were independent. It was going to be an interesting class, something to look forward to. That wouldn’t help me on the other three days of the week, but it was the best I had.The bus ride home was the same as the bus ride to school that morning, which was the same as the bus ride home last spring. Brian, Carl, Pete. M’s hand flies away from her clit. She sinks into the couch, moaning, her hands grip the pillows of the couch and she squeezes them with all her might. Her eyes are open wide, she is staring at me. Her stare is asking me to give her a few moments to recover. I wait a bit, before I speak. “You did well, M. Thank you for doing that for me, it was incredibly sexy,” I tell her in a soft voice. “Anything for you,” she manages to reply between deep breaths. Then asks me, “Would you like to share a. .. “This is our last song.” He glanced at the stairs, shrugged, and spoke again. “I, uh ... I think we’re on a strict schedule, so we’ll just go ahead and play it for you. Thanks again for listening, and we are The Nameless! Green Space coming up next, so get your tie-dyes on!”I rushed behind the stage and found Pete heading for the rows of cars, not the row of porta-johns.“Pete!” I called out, as I got within earshot of him and out of earshot of the rest of the people around.He didn’t slow, so. " And what you got for me?" Please ma'am. I have anything you want." My hands were shaking. I was off. I was on auto-pilot. This girl had taken me to subspace in the middle of a mall and the world was shut off. I wasn't in a mall anymore. I was in her presence. Her world. I hoped she saw it too. I never wanted this to end."See that ATM machine over there Freak?" Make his ass pay if he's serious. I read about these guys. They like to pay girls money and get spanked." Tara.