I tried to move to another class, but I couldn't find anything that fit in my schedule with my other classes.The trouble continued in Computer Program...ing. On the first day of class, the professor informed us that he graded on a strict Bell Curve. I shouldn't have had any worries, but I didn't know I was in a class full of geniuses.With the final approaching, I had perfect attendance and a 98% average for exams and homework. I should have been proud. Instead, I was at the bottom of the bell. She told them about her husband, children, job, and some things she enjoyed. Fran was not a drinker and actually rarely drank. She was having trouble finishing the first glass and her new friends teased her that she needed to catch up as they were on their third glass. The women kept topping off Fran’s glass as they filled theirs. The more Fran drank the easier it was to drink more, especially on her empty stomach. Her new friends were talking about a women’s club they belonged. From what Fran. . mmm ... mind ... mmm..."I laughed, and said, "Come on, baby, spit it out!"Her crimson became fluorescent. "I wonder if you'd go to the Sadie Hawkins dance," she rasped; then, "with me." She was not looking at me.I laughed, a belly laugh at this point. She looked stricken, and began to turn away; I took her hand, brushed it against my lips as before, and said, "I will gladly attend the dance with you, sweet Sally."Her fluorescence became radioactive; but somewhere in that nervousness, a smile. .''''cool the 12th works for you?''''yes ....''''whats up you look stressed?''''yes...''''why is that''''its nothing''''are you gay? you been looking at my crotch ''''.....''''are you scared of big black cock little boy?''''scared i will pull it out and make you suck me right here?''''yes i am.....but''''but what , you want to ?''''you are one of those curious little cock boy wanting to try the real deal?''''no ....''he walk toward me and i tried to move out of the basement not sure i was ready.