What I got wasn’t what I expected.Sitting with my little laptop, tapping away at a story – fiction, rather than the factual cruising accounts I’... been sending in to magazines – and movement caught my eye. Just a man, early middle-age, unexceptional in every respect ... until he dropped. Training; I didn’t have to think as I closed the gap and felt for a pulse. None. “Ambulance!” And began CPR.I had just about enough time for one cycle and was starting a second set of chest compressions, when a. You do same for Carl, or me tell other teachers. Younot want teacher lose job, do you?"No, thought Edward, I can't let Mr. Bennett lose his job, just fortrying to help me! Meekly, Edward said, "No. I don't want him to losehis job." You do what me want then?"Edward nodded weakly and lifted his head in supplication.Carl's lips met Edward's and his tongue pushed its way between theboygirl's rouged lips. Edward could taste the caretaker's foul breathas his mouth was raped by Carl's strong tongue. . That did have the advantage that he couldn’t see my right hand as I slowly poured a bit of the terrible wine onto the floor beneath his throne before raising it to my mouth and pretending to drink. The guards standing behind us were much more interested in what was going on around us... or in front of us, so I safely repeated that several times until the glass was about half-empty.The general raised his hand and moved it in a small circle several times as if signaling for an engine to start.. I knew those things had been said and done by me, but it seemed like it must have been some other girl, some stranger who came and pretended to be me.He was right. I was vulnerable. I was vulnerable to the concept that I could say and do things here that nobody else on the planet would allow me to get away with saying and doing. That freedom, the freedom Uncle Bob was giving me, was intoxicating in a way that lowered my inhibitions. It made me feel bullet proof. I had taken my shirt off, bared.