It seemed to work, the image of her fucking on the conveyor at the store pushed aside for the moment. ‘… you were in a coma. We were all so worri...d about you.’ She finished, giving her head a subtle shake to clear the images in her mind that the hug had obviously and untimely brought to the surface. ‘Hey, sweetie. You okay?’ ‘Yeah, fine! It’s you we’ve been worried about. They told us in the ER what happened, and that you were in a coma. They didn’t know how long you would be in one, or if. ”I shrugged. “All right, I’ll try to get over there next week.”I met Clara at her studio one day after school, taking the bus that went into town instead of my usual one. Shannon had set up the meeting, but then told me she couldn’t be there. I was feeling a little awkward as I approached the house on my own. This was heightened by the gaggle of parents that were loosely gathered around the entryway. I was about to knock when Clara opened the door. Twelve small children dressed in pastel ballet. Maybe the day wouldn’t be so bad after all.“So?” Emily asked when I hung up the phone. “Are we in?”I nodded.“Great!” She turned to Amanda. “The food really is excellent.”“So who’s going with who?” Jem asked.“Paul and I know the way, so it makes sense if we drive,” Emily said.“You three—” I pointed to Mark, Vanessa and Imogen—”come with me?” It made sense because they were really my friends rather than Emily’s friends.Emily nodded. That left Amanda, Jem and Phil in her car.The last time I’d. My face is probably too much of a mess , I thought, so I decided to just rest there. After maybe about five minutes, I heard the door open again and waited for him to sit back down. However, it wasn’t him! I covered my mouth as to not scream in surprise as this man sat down and glided into the desk. Maybe he just needs some documents , I thought to myself, and hoped that his legs wouldn’t touch me. After a few moments, and with my heart still pounding, he began to unzip his pants! I was both.