I looked at her and wondered why she called me Patti. Why, my name is Patrick."Jessica! I'm not dressed." Yeah, so what? I see you naked everyday in g...m class, so don't be so modest and get up and get ready."For some reason I knew I had to be at school, but why? I graduated four years ago but I did as Jessica ordered. I turned towards my dresser, and instead of the old rustic looking one I had; this was pink with teddy bears painted on the drawers. I looked up at the shelf that held my sports. Jewels. I then walk in and ask why I was called into her office. “Please take a seat,” I then sit down in one of the chairs.” “Well it’s recently come to my attention that we have to let some people go,” I then get really Nervous as she says this because I really didn’t want to get fired.“Please don’t fire me” I beg, she then gets a naughty grin on her face as I say this. “Fine I won’t fire you but you’ll have to do something for me.” “What’s that” I ask nervously, as I start to feel a lump In. “Maybe I’ll work on one, similar to that.” “If you do, save it for me.” I didn’t particularly care for that piece and had no intention of creating one comparable, but it seemed to appease him for the moment. “Ok.” I winked at him, and signed the last check in a stack in front of me. I looked back up at him and saw seriousness wash over him. “Sydney, would you like to…I got these two tickets from a client at work, for Romeo & Juliet, it’s playing at the Morris next Saturday.” I knew it was. Not so unusual. Except Andy also was costantly bruised, bloody, and beaten, and not from consentual punishment. Seems Jeff just liked to beat women. And he was proud of it! He regaled me with stories of how he "put her in her place":- knocked out her two front teeth for serving him leftovers; - broke a bottle over her head for forgetting to buy his favorite beer at the store; - peed on her in her sleep for no good reason;... and on and on the litany of abuse went on. Until I got fed.