Mum organized a tutorial job with a neighbor. I knocked on the door. A tall slim african american woman dressed in a tight white blouse and white skir... with white high heels opened the door behind her stood a teenager in her school uniform."Yes Oh you must be Philip" "Yes Mrs Smith. " I looked the statuesque woman in the eyes. Her eyes were black pools.She smiled."Come in. This is Jasmine. Jasmine show Philip to the dining room. " I followed Jasmine as she strutted down the wide hallway to the. We’ll call this one Michael (the devil still in angel form). I wanted to feel nothing, so my solution was a drink, as it had been many times before. Then there was Guy. Once the other occupants of the apartment retired for the evening, Guy and I were left alone. We ended up opting for a movie to give some neutral ground and cutting the need for an actual conversation, remember, we were not friends, by any means. Guy complained about his back hurting and, with my mind still on Michael, not. She felt the impending avalanche of the blooming looming over her like afalling star. When it fell it would be like a sledgehammer crushing anegg if things remained as they were. She knew the future and shetrembled. She was as much Cassandra now as the woman that Homer hadimmortalized. And only now could she begin to grasp the depths of thecurse laid on the ancient Trojan seer and like her she could only seewhat was coming with means inadequate to stop it, but unlike Cassandrashe could do more. As I got my cigs out, Josie took one, but just drew on it and blew it out, wasted in my opinion.After another five minutes of small talk, Ellen said “Let’s go inside” as Josie went in Ellen looked at me and smiled, I smiled back. Walking into the lounge Ellen sat at one end of the sofa I sat at the and Josie sat in the middle. Another couple of minutes was used up by small talk, then I turned to face Josie cupping her cheeks in my hands I leaned over and kissed her, she put her arm over my.