Time passes slowly and we watch the sun dip below the horizon. I feel your calm spirit rise and join mine. My fingers trace the inside of your forearm... the membrane soft and vulnerable calling to be loved. Strength lies beneath the skin that houses your beauty. Sighing, I feel the night approach, crawling along the horizon towards the border of sand and foam. Water cleanses our hearts and minds. Past is past, no thoughts of the future, just now, this perfect second and all that we feel. I. ..?" Over here on the bed, silly. We're just girls. It's no big deal." I walked slowly towards her and sat formally, nervously on the edge of the bed. She kept rubbing herself, even letting her legs fall open a bit more as if showing herself to me proudly. "Do you ever touch yourself?" She asked like she was asking about the weather."Umm, yes sometimes." I had never talked with anyone like this before."Ever fantasize about touching someone else?" Her face had a certain hunger in it now. Her. "And will you pay attention,and do what you are told in class?" Yes," I said. "I will. I'll learn all the steps and the positions andtry to be the best ballerina I can be. And I'll be the fairy princess inthe pantomime as well, if you still want me to."Miss Poole smiled. "Yes," she said. "I think you will make a beautifullittle fairy princess. All the boys in the audience will love you. Now,go back into the line and take first position."I went back to the rest of the girls and stood in first. On Thursday, when I got home from work, I installed the recording device and microphones. I did a couple test runs to make sure that it worked properly. I checked my camera over and installed the film. I set the camera settings for low light picture taking. I was ready for Saturday.Thursday night when Jan got home, we had dinner together as a family. That night Jan was getting frisky in bed. I thought I needed to play it cool, so I just simply fucked the shit out of her. I figured it might be.