‘I’m Lauren.’ she said. I told her my name. ‘Has anyone ever pissed you off so bad?’ I asked. ‘What do you mean?’ she asked. ‘ Was ...here a fight?’ I looked at her. ‘ No.’ I said. By nature, I am not violent. I started telling her about Hank pissing me off. I was really distraught. Telling some girl I didn’t know about some gay dude who was harassing me. Basically I was telling a girl my secrets. That’s not something I ever do. We arrived at the school. ‘See you later, Lauren.’ I said.. Time is a flywheel whirring in reverse, whistling softly. Today I will take the metro, at the same time of course. The wheels will squeak and squeal in just the same way. I will breathe in the people and the scent of their lives. I will get off at Gran Via. The train will slip away, leaving my nose filled with tunnel air, stale and temporary. I will walk to Puerta del Sol, past painted young women offering morning sex. I will enter the cafe. I will hear the rattle of silver spoons on china. She started back towards her desk, then stopped. Well, there WAS one way she could pass a little time. MaryAnn had been gone for a couple of days and Sally was feeling the effects. Sometimes she thought that she really was over-sexed. Oh well, of she was, she was, and it could be a lot worse. Her sex drive could be at the other end of the scale and that would be too terrible for words.She turned back to the door to lock it. A naughty little grin crossed her face. Nothing like the possibility of. He gives a muffled cry and I cast it back over the other side of his face. His face was red and tears had begun to fall again.“Do that again and I won’t be so easy on you got it?” I rub my face where his foot had contacted my jaw. I look down at his feet and bring one up I smell it, it is perfect. I rub it against my chest and my underwear, and then stroke it against my face, I suck the big toe. Taylor flinches but I bring his right foot back up and lick the top of it. War rages in my pants as.