Things were getting fuzzy and I heard my car doors being unlocked. Strange voices, sort of distant and not very clear. Blackness...Rosa’s storyAll I...wanted was to get my GED and not be hassled. I didn’t like how Mr. Tucker was staring at me. I felt his eyes trying to undress me and then for him to know about the Kit Kat Klub was really bothering me. On the ride back to our apartment Thursday night, I was pretty upset and hugged my lover tight. The motorcycle was bucking a bit but I held on and. After I had confidently told I would do it, and that I was confident Icould make it work, I rubbed the new horns a little bit. I was sure thatI wouldn't have done that weeks ago, and I would have needed to debatethe new job role for days before accepting.My confidence was even rewarded quickly-- it turned out that the reasonmy manager gave me the job was because the couple from last week nearlywalked out on a giant purchase, due to Mr. Jackass himself, and hadrequested me by name to help finish. No extra-time or after parties,just a head-spinning rattlefrom itching frustrationto breathless incredulityat the pace of it allSo please, by all meanssaunter, dance, crawl, or wriggleas the situation demands,although sometimes you’ll still kvetchat slow walking goons in the supermarketand want to crack the back of their headsand educate them about trolley etiquetteand getting the heck out of yourimportant wayTry to love pastoral pauses,either in your mind’s green eyeor if lucky, in a gladeas. Richey. She hoped she'd get a lot of sexy male attention during the day before the last bell rang, but the only male she really wanted a hard response from was her social studies teacher. Brenda knew that her demi-bra underneath her sweater made her full rounded B-cup breasts look more like a C-cup and she loved that. The cups of her bra held her breasts in such a way that she knew she'd be singly responsible for more than a few hardons that day before she finally got alone with Ed to see if.