Margret was your average woman. She stood about 5ft 6in. She usually wore her police uniforms, but when out on the town she loved to dress sexy. Her o...tlook of life has always been if you can't keep up with the party, then stay off the train. This motto is what landed Margret in the worst case she could have been in as a teenager. She ended up in a car accident while driving under the influence of alcohol. Luckily she survived the head on collision into the tree. Many years afterwards the. "No, no! It wasn't like that... not always..." BASTARD!" She screamed and waved the knife recklessly, almost cutting her own arm."Be careful with that thing!" He shouted."Don't yell at me, you... you bastard!'"Gladstone told me to put them down on tape. The idea being that listening to myself in the doctor's office might help me see the way to admitting that I'm sexually addicted." You're a sex addict?" She huffed, but began to calm down."Would you like to comer to my next appointment? She'll. " Will it make a Victorian lady blush, a Greek vestal virgin shudder, or a nun say Hail Mary's for a year?" Man, you have an amazing memory," I said, truly impressed."You better remember that," she answered with a giggle.I fluffed the pillow and rolled, smiling at the memory of her. Sleep was determined to shun me. But like a kid on Christmas Eve, I pleaded for sleep to hit me so tomorrow would arrive faster.Sunday morning light brought a groan. I was exhausted and didn't want to wake up.. ‘But should we tell the principal or the police about who’s doing this?’ ‘We’ve got no proof,’ Keith replied, gently rubbing Pat’s temples. ‘Just rumors.’ ‘I’m with Pat,’ Benga said, greatly concerned himself. ‘I’ll talk to her. I don’t wanna sound rude or nothin’, but it should be a guy who goes to talk to her. It’s bullshit, but it makes sense.’ ‘Any girl going in there right now just feeds the rumor mill,’ Art agreed. The group agreed to let Benga go talk to Ms. Martin the next day, then.