Elaine posted eloquent responses to a couple of questions regarding her comment on the virtue of Jean-Paul Sartre’s profound and poignant La Nausée...as ‘the birth of Existentialism’ rather than the more obtuse and satirical Being and Nothingness. She kind of liked Philosophy, but it always exhausted her. Instead of opening her term paper and starting work on it, she closed the open windows and sat back in her chair, rubbing her temples. I need another pill , she thought, rising and. Now I'm going to the beach. I stand at the water's edge, my feet caught in the gentle waves that lap against my toes. 'I can see you watching me, Miss Head Teacher, just like you do everyday when I pass-by your office, you're a dirty little bitch aren't you? We all know it, but you won't admit that to us, the hidden minions. Why don't you let me fuck you with my fingers, you know you want me to. I can see it in your eyes.' 'Do you like my bikini? Yes, its new, pretty isn't it. No don't hide. Harrimann all right, as I replied, “Thank you Miss Fields, I will remember.”I returned to my charts, and 30 seconds later, it hit me. I’d left all the work to be shown at the meeting, at home! Fucking lucky for me that I was reminded. I looked at the clock, it was just past 11 AM. I could use my lunch break, good, just zip on home, grab the material, and I’d be back in plenty of time. And, if Charlene was not out shopping, and wasn’t busy, maybe she like a nooner.. Why would she accept the situation otherwise?”“That’s a good point, but I think she’s different.”“What do you think of her? I’d like your honest opinion.”“She seems very nice, very smart, and very driven. She’s quite pretty, though she dresses to hide it.”I nodded, “She’s in a seriously ‘Alpha Male’ environment where the girls are treated like crap. Think IIT, only worse. At least at IIT the girls are treated fairly well. They’re just seriously outnumbered. But what’s your opinion?”“Are you.