It wassomething to see the Eyesore?s hands clasped behind her back, balancing herselfwith her face and her knees, awaiting me, Katherine thought.? Kat...erine? leaned down and picked up the martiniand downed half of it, and then violently kicked the Eyesore in the ribs, andthe slave fell over without a murmur. ?Katherine!?Yatesy, the Eyesore?s husband and Katherine?s? wonderful lover came out of the livingroom, beer in hand. He looked down at the Eyesore and spat a glob onto thefloor and snapped. She paired this with a regular white t-shirt, and some flats. Nothing special, but she felt good. Now hopefully she feels good after her first day.Her first class is Junior English. The students start to file in, looking at their phones mostly. They keep working their way back through the seats, sitting as far from the front as they can. Jennifer doesn’t pay too much attention to any of the students beyond a greeting nod. That is until Michelle walks in. Jennifer’s heart immediately skips a. I brought out a bunch of bathroom dixie cups that we brought for shots and some plastic bags for trash and we kept drinking moonshine.The pizza arrived and we went into our room and all sat on the bed and the sofa and chairs eating pizza. Peggy pulled out a few joints and it them and passed them around.the girls were very drunk and one of them passed out on the ouch. Her friend Rikki was enjoying the weed and said this shit is way better than the stuff I got.We lit a few more and in no time we. Clutching the book Dr. Khalje had given me tightly against my chest, Imade my way slowly toward Park Avenue, doing my best as I shuffled alongto sort through the events of the evening. To say that I was confusedwould have been an understatement of the first magnitude. My emotionswere all over the place, making it impossible to focus on any of themyriad of problems I now found myself having to deal with for very long.That I'd succeeded in accomplishing exactly what I'd set out to do waswithout.
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