Once our friend group planned to watch a movie together, so I happen to sit next to her she touched my lap while taking the popcorn, I don’t know wh...ther it was accidental or not I was happy,i did not react that time, this happened again and again, popcorn was over but she kept touching my lap and pretending as if there is some popcorn left, movie got over I didnt say anything, I had a bike that time so I asked her whether I can drop her home and she instantly replied with a yes, on the way I. I stood next to him waiting my turn, listening to the rich inflection in his voice when he spoke to the barmaid, the only female in the joint, apart from Frank’s missus.We didn't speak, but eyed each other's reflection in the mirror behind the bar. He had on a white shirt with the cuffs turned back. His blue-black wrists were covered in fine hair. There was a little flurry in my guts, like a butterfly settling on a flower the first day of spring.I caught his eye in the mirror. His mouth curved. This turned out to be a turning point since the editing of the novel spurred the creative juices and Jordan wrote a novel herself and prepared to submit it to a publisher.Before sending it off to a publisher, Jordan asked me to read it and critique it both from the technical side as well as from the content side. She gave me a copy on Sunday morning then told me she was going to be gone most of the day ‘doing girl things’ as she put it. I’d just finished a major editing job and didn’t need to. SCENE 2 ENDS ****************** SCENE 3: Alone in his room, Blaine recovers from his classes. SCENE BEGINS ****************** I guess one could call it recovery. I certainly was starting to feel the stress leave my body. It left me feeling drained, but the emptiness was a pleasant lack of reason: replaced instead by bliss and feebleness. Single dorms were second to none for this sort of thing. My hand moved faster, today would be a quick release, I could tell. The first one was always quick. I.