Being a student of Psychology, I could tell the stress that was taking a toll on her. She looked as if she was carrying the weight of the world all al...ne. Her sister (my brother’s wife) and even my brother had whispered many a times to me to speak with Nora and suggest something good, so she would not get sick; she looked so worried and concerned. One night, when my brother was away and we knew, he would not be back before well past midnight and my sister in law had gone to bed, Nora and I were. Physics was its usual boring class. My teacher was so dull I couldn’t even remember his name most of the time. On the other hand, Ms. Pixler was in top form, giving her introduction to Hamlet as a forum for discussing how we deal with the pressures in life. Near the end of the period, she handed back our term papers from last semester. I’d been worried about this one. I compared the National Service to Frankenstein’s Monster. A red ‘A’ was written at the top of the paper. I looked through it. ’ Her eyes closed and her whimper returned, still leaning into him. ‘Yes, you will.’ He smiles against her ear and says ‘Okay, I will, but only if you ask nicely. I know you don’t believe me, and that’s okay. You have time, all the time you need.’ She closes her eyes and takes one deep breath, then two. Her voice is even and her eyes are clear. ‘I know I have time. It’s my time. It’s not yours. You can’t give it to me or take it away. Not anymore, David. Is my audition through?’ He releases her. It felt good to be alone. Alone she could dream and remember.Wendy removed her halter top and her pants and looked at herself in the mirror. There was just enough moonlight filtering in through the window for her to see herself. She contemplated her body in the soft light of the moon.I am a woman now, she thought, yes, now I'm a woman and I am beautiful. She touched her nipples and they sprang into hardness at the touch, she ran her hands lovingly down her thighs and they tingled with new found.