Greta was still grumbling about not getting into Algebra II.Ten minutes into class, she stopped grumbling, or else I was too busy to hear it. Mr. Hals...y, the teacher wasted no time and had us scrambling to solve an equation he had written on the board, telling us we were free to use our text books if we needed to. He let us founder for another ten minutes, and then began talking and writing on the chalk board. I was scribbling down everything he wrote like mad while trying to make sense of what. 'cause they were already. I even had to give him a little taste,first the right nipple and then the left. He sucked like a hungry baby, evensulking a little when I pulled away. I thought that might be enough, but deepdown I knew I still had work to do." ... "Yeah, work. Remember, he said, 'Strip.' I still had my panties to go. Itwas a little harder to muster the courage to drop them to the floor, seeingas you just shaved me clean down there. But I stepped out of them and kickedthem over. He. I don't know what she was having in her mind related to love, but I knew at my side, I had an ocean of love flooding out in form of smiles and care.After one year, love was at its peak, I spent those two hours of my travel to college with Emily and group. Now, it was time for the fourth semester exams. All exams were going good and Emily was too happy with her exam performances. It was our last exam and was a hot summer day, and just we had an exam that day from our group and we too were lonely. Marcia double-checked the paper with the name on the door and stepped in. The waiting room was small, with only a couple chairs and a coffee table. Back issues of National Geographic and Women’s Day were scattered across the table. A small window rested in the wall directly across from the door and Marcia walked up to it. There didn’t appear to be anybody there. She looked around the counter and saw one of those annoying silver bells sitting there. She gave it a hesitant tap and waited. Almost.