I explained to him that it would take much longer than that. After he got to know the alphabet, I told him we need to get some books from the library....We went to the prison library to find some learning books. We took the books to have them stamped out; the librarian tried to have a laugh at us for getting education books. I saw Bob put his head down to shame.I said to the librarian, “Do you have the book ‘The English Patient’ by Michael Ondaatje.”He tried to pronounce the author’s name with no. Iyelled at Eve, "I-I never liked you ei-ther!"The bizarre emphasis I put on the word 'either' should have been aconcern, but I was furious, and allowed my emotions to get the better ofme. Normally I solved such things with sex, violence (as I had done withGreg when he questioned me about Monique), video games and/or weed. Theanger I had toward Eve, as well as myself, in knowing that there wassome truth to her words found an easy vessel in my youthful form.I looked to Greg, while fiercely wiping. It was a slow dance and as Linda and Andy danced, he fondled her ass. He gradually pulled her dress up until her ass was visible to everyone. This bar had no stage like the one in the story but one of the black guys came out and grabbed Linda and held her while his buddy pulled her dress off and threw it to me. Linda stayed on the dance floor and danced with anyone who came up while she was completely nude. Some of the guys played with her tits or pussy as they danced. Some of the guys were. Groaning, he takes off his shirt, slowly kicking off his shoes, as he wraps one arm around her and pulls her close. “Damned tease..” He groans, voice full of lust, after not seeing Brooke for 10 months. Barefoot and shirtless, he leans forward, and kisses her passionately, her bright blue eyes opening widely as she accepts John’s hungry kiss. Brooke slides her hands along his sides to his back, pulling him close, and deepening their kiss. Sliding his hands along her silky skin, John reaches her.