Understand?’ The cop hesitated and so Anne yanked on his arm. ‘CALL HIM NOW!’ She screamed at him. ‘Yeah, right now!’ he answered, before gr...bbing his radio and walking towards the men on the ground. Anne could see him talking on the radio and she just looked around before the events of those last few minutes hit her full force and she burst into tears. She slowly collapsed down onto her knees as another arriving officer helped her up and guided her back to the bench where this had all started. I sensed we were both a little nervous and as we both search for what to say, Eva said, “You know, I was just about to go down to the lounge for a drink,” and then she suggested we could go down for drinks. I couldn’t have agreed more, because with both of us feeling a little nervous and a few drinks would definitely help and as we both stood up and quickly left. We ended up chatting as we headed down to the bar. As we went in, it was kind of dark, there was some music playing, and there were. It wasn’t the most comfortable position to be in, Alex knew, having done this herself on other occasions. She also knew Younger-Alex fought to hide her embarrassment. Alex had never acclimated to having sex with herself. Or rather, being made love to by her older selves.“You know that—?” Alex broke off to listen, cocking her ear toward her parent’s bedroom. Her bedside clock read 11:32 PM, too early a time, really, to be attempting something like this. A better idea was when she had the house. ‘Not a fucking chance in hell!’ Ayla spat. Carly’s eyes widened, she’d never heard that kind of language from her friend. ‘Let’s go Car,’ Ayla said, grabbing her friend’s arm and pulling her away. ‘Who was that?’ Carly asked when they reached Ayla’s dorm. ‘That was Dylan, my first boyfriend,’ Ayla said, unwilling to elaborate further, no matter how much Carly pushed. ‘Just please help me find something to wear to dinner,’ Ayla pleaded. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ‘What do you mean I’m wrong? I’m.