I knew I couldn't hide the wetness on the pillow where my tears had fallen. She looked at my still form and gently kissed my forehead. "Baby I know yo... are awake. What's bothering you?" She whispered softly, while reaching up to push my hair out of my face. I opened my eyes hesitantly to see her concern etched on her face. I leaned into her and softly sniffled as she reached around me to pull me closer. "I am here now. It is ok. You are safe." She held me close rocking me slowly as I clung to. This is also the case for all school students in this story. Please forgive my mistakes, I am not a native speaker of English. This story is fictional. Any similarities to real people or events are a coincidence. ~~~~~ At night, Lake Leskow looks like a black mirror. Its murky depths seem unfathomable. Sometimes, the wind makes its journey across the lake: Then, small waves ripple its surface and the moon’s reflection dances on those tiny curls of water. The moon’s big moment never lasts for. This time his hand closed around more familiar shapes: a VHStape, and another, and still another. In all, he had six unmarked tapes onthe bed next to the satin pillowcase. He felt around and thought his handhad grazed something else. He pushed his face to the hole and saw an 8x10envelope pushed against the back wall of the secret compartment. He pulledit out and noticed the thick dust coating the tan envelope. He placed theenvelope next to his other 'discoveries'"Where should I start?" he said. She wasn't stupid ... we met at college and we both graduated, but sex only carries a relationship so far and she left. I don't know if parting affected her, but it made me very careful of my heart. I couldn't just have sex. Anyway, the area I lived in was a Mecca for working girls looking for a pick-up; I'm told up to four hundred at any one time. I got used to smiling and saying some variation of, "Not today, darlin'." Don't get me wrong, I was tempted; I'm heterosexual and normal in most.