He didn’t have to imagine what she would be like, he already knew. “Anyone else?”“Sometimes she does it with clients.”“How long has she be...n doing that?” asked Andrew.“Before I ever started working with her. I don’t know when she started, though she said that she used to have sex with her lecturers. It helped her get good marks.”“Why does she want you to start screwing me now?”“She decided that you wouldn’t be able to complain about her having sex with other people if you were are too. Little. Department to keep an eye on things and make sure that none of the kids drink too much.”Frederick Dalton, the principal of Highcliffe College ran a hand through his thinning grey hair and gave a nod of appreciation before slowly turning through three hundred and sixty degrees, “Can you think of anything we’ve forgotten, Herbie?”“Fred, if we’ve forgotten anything it’s too late now. The kids will be arriving in an hour so grab yourself a beer and try to relax until they get started.” He chuckled,. Tears of relief, this time. She wanted to tell him. She wanted him to understand the healing he’d just offered, if only she were brave enough to take it. She wanted to tell him, but she’d run out of words. Rael knew. His hands were in her hair, pale, strong hands running through the soft and yielding blackness of her curls, and his touch spoke understanding in ways words never could. He knew. *** The next day the storm was gone suddenly and completely, like the dark vengeance of an old god’s. I looked at my reflection in a shop window… normal or thereabouts, it was nearly dark and that would help protect me. In the distance was the Guinness sign outside Reilly’s Irish Bar and I headed straight for it. “It’s okay,” Justyna said, “I finish at 10:00… we’ll find somewhere to talk.”The bar was relatively quiet. I only had fifteen minutes to wait and so I sipped my wine and tried to make sense of what had just happened. Then Justyna was there and we walked out of the bar and down the street..