"What the hell is wrong, Lynne?" Denise was getting exasperated, Lynne realized."I'm in trouble, Denise. I'm late." Come in here with me," Denise orde...ed, and turned up the staircase into Barrow Hall. Leading Lynne quickly, she found an unused classroom, and shut the door behind them. "Tell me," she demanded."My breasts are sore, I was queasy for the last three mornings, and I haven't been drinking to get that way. My period's a week and a half late. I'm sure. I got a testing kit,. That didn’t mean I didn’t have urges, God, I did, but being the way I was no guy looked at me twice, and most not even once. I got my pleasure from my fingers and watching videos. Yes, it might be a shock for you but women do watch porn, and in some cases, like mine, a shit load of it and always checking out new things.Back to Bill. He was the opposite of me, popular, good looking in a feminine way. His skin was soft; he had a soft kind face with full lips and a straight nose. His kind brown. . she just didn't excite me as much any more, and intellectually she'd never been on my wavelength, really. With Edie on the way out, and as Sarah began to distance herself and become ... dangerous for someone like me to know, I found to my complete surprise that there was someone in my life whom I had misjudged very badly."God knows I was hard on you, anyone would have thought I was doing my best to put you off. And you just ... soaked it all up, and came back again and again and again, even. Where the hell am I?I’m wearing only a silk shirt. The chocolate sauce looks palatable, though my stomach is in flux. I force down a mouthful, followed by some wine. Their pubescent caterwauling wins. My stomach’s spoiled contents empty onto the floor.“Wash it out and come, she awaits your pleasure,” says AlphonseI take the feather.“She is but a girl.”“She’s bled and is a woman,” said Constance.Alphonse and Constance are impatient with me.I run the feather, slowly, up one side of her body.