It was one of four novels for this unit. My favorite dystopian novels were on the list: Huxley’s Brave New World and Orwell’s 1984. Rounding out t...e list was Kesey’s One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest. I was more familiar with the movie than the book. Who could forget Jack Nicholson? We had a paper due before spring break on the topic of ‘What is my responsibility to myself and to others?’ I was having difficulty keeping that one down to the requested five pages. I had a lot of thoughts on. His behaviour towards me was as if it had never happened. Only sometimes, when he was in his other form, I caught a glimpse of it. The way he looked at me, the way he fucked me. Every so often he would then direct me to lie on my back, so that I had to look at him. And even though my mind still insisted, that it was wrong, my body reacted naturally, welcomed him.He opened the trapdoor. “Cushions or bed, your choice.” “Bed.” I had made up my mind quickly. Even though I had paid, was still. I had my first orgasm that night, on his fingers and his spunk was all over my hand as I wanked him off.The weekend passed and all I could think about was him at home with his wife and I felt hurt and wondered if he was doing the same things to her. She was his wife and I felt no shame, I loved him and wanted him.The Monday couldn't come quick enough and all day at work we moved up against each other as though doing our jobs but everything was different now. In the car we kissed, caressed, he. I've just come across something interesting that we might want to bring up with Skinner this afternoon. Do you remember that incident report about the orgy in the steakhouse last week?" Yes, Mulder, how could I forget that one ... Are you going to tell me you think it should be an X-file?" Maybe. A similar incident took place in a convenience store in Hallville, Pennsylvania on Friday night. A couple was caught while having sexual intercourse on the checkout counter, and then they made a lame.