Coconuts in shape and size. I can almost see the nipples as she waves her hands to make another point. She is getting increasingly angry. “and how d...re they send a boy to investigate.” She says.“Okay, lets cut the crap,” I say firmly. “we both know that you were the one who hit Minu and lied about it. Your choice is simple. One, I can call the board and you will be fired and possibly go to prison. Two, you can submit to my punishment, and maybe keep your job. I am going unpack in the guest. Bronzed skin, that gleams with a lustre stolen from the sun, glides over her body as it tries to contain all that she is in that instant. Midnight tresses, shimmering and silken, dance about her jaw as the wind picks it up and runs it through his teasing fingers, snatching it back from her brow one moment only to throw it forward the next, flicking it up into her chocolate gaze, warm and sultry and shy all at the same time. A tiny smile licks at the corner of her mouth, bravely trying to rally. Week four of my vacation from the Durham County Co-op, started with a whimper, but not from me. After Mikah and I returned from out first walk of that Monday morning, Janet showed up on my deck where Mikah and I sat. I was drinking my first and favorite coffee of the day, when Janet showed up in a different car.“Bought yourself a new car?” I asked.“Yeah,” Janet said simply.“So what brings you to the Ghetto?” I asked.“This isn’t the Ghetto. I live in the Ghetto,” Janet suggested.“The question. I found myself talking to a lot of the boys in my class and I even got invited for lunch. At one point, I really liked the class. In particular, I liked this boy named James, he was super kind and very handsome. I wanted to tell him but a lot of the time we hung out we were with his friends and telling him would be super awkward in front of them. One day, I told him to meet me in the boy's locker during Gym class break, usually around fifteen-twenty minutes. I never saw him in the locker but I.