When they had gone he showered, his head still spinning at what the girls had done and the fact he let them do it. The next day in class the girls ac...ed as normal as all other times, no one made any comment of the afternoon, this was the same all week, he started thinking it had been a one off and now they had had a bit of fun that would be it. He had changed and was waiting for the kids to get changed before setting off on a cross country run, it would take them over the playing field, down. I had her binder cleaned up and her papers organized the best I could on the island counter. We sat together and got everything put back in order and binder back together. What happened is obvious, but why? I asked. She replied The boy I was trying to go with thought it was funny and told everyone in school. They picked on me all day…stole my lunch…gave me a ringer…and threw me in the dirt. She was starting to sob. My first thought being the asshole I am, is that they should have raped her. I repeated it very slowly. She took out her phone halfway through and started entering the digits. “2341?” she said. “Yes,” I said. We looked each other over for the next several seconds. “Go home, get some rest,” I said, turning away. “Bye,” she said. I glanced back at her in profile and nodded. I went to my car. I sat in the car, the engine going, Ice Cube playing on my iPod and watched the gray minivan cruise away. I peeled my eyes away from it and sent Brie a text: Okay. Done. I’m a man. I could smell her exotic perfume from a distance.The other lady was a little darker and looked a bit simple compared to her. She too was married and wearing saree and jewelry. They both looked like they were going for some function. I was praying that the fairer one sits next to me when the same happened. I was excited below.Now, this gave me a chance to start a conversation with her. I asked her name to which she replied she was Anjali. Her full name was Anjali Patel. I came to know she was.