Since we didn’t know how they’d argue, we made up our own scenario and focused on the elements in the Brutus and Marc Antony speeches. I decided t... go all out on the satire aspect, regardless of what Brittany said in her argument.In class, we’d all discussed the elements of argument and subtle discreditation. We’d seen some pretty malicious attacks in the first two days of reading our papers. The biggest criticism was that they lacked subtlety and were not persuasive. Brittany and I had agreed. Staring at her didn't help! I could always mind-zap her..."Is your name really Honey?" I asked."Abby, " she said. "Abigail"I was looking right at her. She purposefully kept her lips tightly together."Don't do that, Abby," I said."It's true! It's true!" She actually bounced as she clapped. "You can read my mind." Oh, shit!" Adriana's voice whispered in my head."Fuck me!" Lisa thought. She thought it! Not said, but thought it! I could hear it perfectly!"BOO!" Abby screamed in my mind. She laughed. I had a lot in high school." You DID? Forgive me, but HOW?" Word gets around." What are you talking about?"George smiled at her. "Let me put it this way. How many times did Sharon cum, three, right?" Lisa nodded. "Well, if you had gone through with it with me, I guarantee you would have won. Absolutely guarantee it." You're telling me that you could bring a girl to orgasm more than three times in an hour—a girl who's never had an orgasm in her life, mind you—you think you could have done that?. I could see her navel through her sari which had become translucent and her nipples which were poking through her blouse as she had not worn a bra like usual. She was struggling to turn off the shower. I went close to her. I put my arm around her waist and pulled her close to me.She had looked at me and stared for a few seconds. I leaned and gave a small peck on her lips which then turned into a passionate kiss. She asked me what she was going to wear as her sari was wet. I told that I wouldn’t.