The lights seemed to shock him when it got dark and I turned them on. He looked confused as hell. In a minute he walked over to touch one, very carefu...ly. By that time the bulb was hot, of course, and he jerked his hand away quick. And he bloody nodded, like he was approving or something.It has to be amnesia, I thought. That explained a lot. Well, not everything. I mean, the clothes, what was he doing out in the snow, where did he come from, what’s up with the language? It’s all too weird.He. “Get your breakfast and carry on later. What’s your first class? Physics? Alright send me one, this has made me feel like some action.”Janice only sleeps four hours a night and had had breakfast already. Now I had to send a girl for her to lure into sex, or cajole or who knew. Janice’s office has no cameras in it - or at least not on the system I had access to - so I could only guess what would happen. I just knew my freedom, or relative freedom perhaps I should say, depended on my sending her. "I'm sorry, Martin. You've been nothing but nice to me, and I've treated you like crap."He smiled. "I'm fine. As long as it stops now. Okay?" I can't promise that." Then I'm not coming over here anymore," he threatened."Who do you think you're fooling? If I want you over here you'll be here, and there's nothing you can do about it." Back to being evil, huh?"I sighed. "Fine. You're right." Like I said, some of us aren't consumed with thoughts of having sex all the time. Even if we are,. "Heather paused for a moment. "St. Judes was the special school I originally went to from the age of six till I was going on sixteen. There I learned things like brail, audio typing, and other skills and stuff I'd need to know if I wanted to go out into the real world and find something I liked doing. Maybe even make a career out of it. But that was easier said than done. And at the end of each day, I grew more confident in myself and the things I would be able to do. I also came to realize.