The human inside me was hidden away, and my philosophies and thoughts took over, thinking of the opportunity in this chaos. I have not thought like th...t again. I got into a debate with Matt, who was also an anarchist, about what this could mean. He told me it was horrible. I agreed, but I told him to look past the destruction and into the economy, and how the Anarchists of the country could do it, to bring the country into an Anarchist state, to bring it into the new millennia. We both walked. When she reached the door she heard sounds coming from inside. It sounded like someone was moving the furniture around, so she just opened the door and walked in. What she saw made her jaw drop.John was standing by his desk with his pants around his ankles. On the desk lay Vicky holding on to the edges with her hands and moaning loudly while John fucked her. The noise Julie had heard was the desk hitting the wall. She thought about quietly closing the door and walk away, but this was such a. Male/male... female/female... male/female... it was all there.After I had the condo and had enough furniture in it to live, the next thing on my agenda was to get a haircut and new clothes, clothes that fit the climate and my hopefully new outlook on life.I had seen a little hair salon on the route I always took, so that's where I stopped off first.For some reason, I decide to keep my hair longer. I told the young hair stylist that I wanted to let my hair grow longer and needed something that. " Did she tell you I'm a basket case or something?" Vic all but snapped."No, she didn't," Nora replied calmly. "She told me you had a stiff upper lip in place and acted like you were glad to be rid of Marissa. I knew better, of course." Of course." Vic paused and took a deep breath. Damn she was being bitchy. Nora didn't deserve that.Amazingly, Nora laughed. "Yes, of course, you goose. You might be Vic the hard-core butch to the world but I know about the soft center under that crust." She.