My eyes were just pointing towards the boobs. I felt like pressing them and biting them hard.I said to her. Sharmi. I’m unable to concentrate. She a...ked y Ravi??? I said nothing but not able to concentrate. Let me leave now. But she insisted that I stay and try to concentrate. So that I may pass the exam. Hesitatingly I sat again but friends believe me. I was just not able to remove my eyes of her melons. Finally she caught me. Staring at her melons. I was feeling very awkward and was afraid. "Oh fuck", I thought, "Did thebandage slip off?" But when I looked down at my chest everything seemedto be normal so I looked up at Jeff and asked, "Are you staring at me orsomething?"Jeff looked like he was really embarrassed and he was blushing as hestammered, "Uh, well, um, like you know how, uh, your chest was a littleswollen a couple of months ago. But now it looks like everything is okay.And, uh, I guess that's good." And his voice kind of trailed off like hewasn't sure what to say and I. I know her. She'd never want someone to fuck her unless she was married to him. She wouldn't allow it for a moment!"Cecily sighed, obviously disappointed. "Mr Pendrill. I understand your concerns but you're missing the point. This isn't about Lucy's consent. It's about her makeup, her innate physical being. You forget that women's bodies have been wired with dark sexual desires and they control us, Mr Pendrill. They move us to brazen outrageous acts, and they define what we are. Even if a woman. I didn’t care. I didn’t care to fight. Fight or flight? I was definitely all about flying at this point. What good would it do? Nobody was going to believe me, anyway. I was nothing but a dirty rapist and that’s all I would ever be. The thing about public defenders was that they were working on five to ten cases at a time. They’re not going to dig. They’re not going to try to defend a rapist. Or murderer. Or what have you. If you don’t volunteer information, they’re just going to assume guilt.