I noticed my heart beating faster again and my breath picking up as my mouth dropped open again. His finger tips circled around my belly button a few ...imes then I could feel the left side of my shirt being slowly peeled away. It was pulled all the way out, slowly, and rested on my arm until I was lying there with one breast fully exposed. The hand in my hair didnt stop massaging as the other traced slowly up my side. A couple fingers brushed the side of my naked breast and went right on up to. Not one sound around you. No airconditioning fan, no wheezing groaning fridge, no footsteps in the common corridor. The first thing you imagine is that the entire universe is holding it's breath for your benefit, that everyone everywhere has simply stopped dead, just to allow you a few more minutes of sleep. It occurs to you this is a terribly arrogant interpretation of things, but by that moment you've already decided you're going to savour the blissful silence until your alarm rings, and. And when I was worried, I just couldn't go back to sleep once the sun was up. And it should be up almost any moment now, according to the almanac, because my new watch said it was 5:25 a.m."But there's nothing you can do about it!" I told myself for the hundredth time.I took care of my duties in the bathroom, making sure to check my face and back in the mirror.I don't think I would have been surprised to find blood. Not after the night that I had with the wildcat, masquerading as the teenage. And their reasons. Two young ladies are working feverishly behind the counter, trying to maintain order and their composure at the same time. One is about nineteen or twenty, a college student with long, straight brown hair and glasses, fairly ordinary but very efficient. Bet her boss loves her. The other young lady brings an end to the slight grin on my face. She is a little older, maybe twenty-four, 5’5”, size 2 and brown hair a few inches below her shoulders. With my love of shopping, I have.