”I realised she didn’t want to talk about it, which was fine with me. I decided to move the conversation onto safer ground.“So your digs are pre...ty bad?”“Sorry, ‘digs’?”“Oh god, there I go again. It’s an English word meaning flat, apartment. That sort of thing.”Marie laughed, “I told you, stop apologising. I’m here to learn. I have two new words just in one evening from spending time with you, but to answer your question, yes it’s pretty crap.”“I can imagine. In this city rents are high, and. Both were wearing shorts and sports shirts, but the black guy was missing his right leg below the knee, and he had a prosthetic leg and foot. They were looking towards the street and talking. I walked over, and they noticed me, and turned to face me. “Can I hel...”I never finished the statement. Both faces lit up like light bulbs. Jose Montoya said, “It’s true! You’re alive!” He slid off the base of the flagpole and stood up.Bob Givens joined him. “It’s not a joke! You’re really alive!”I just. ”“Twenty-six-X,” I replied.Marissa and I headed down to supervise.“Don’t forget, Mandy. You need to stay after class,” I told her after stripping her and pushing her into one of the shower stalls before closing the curtain.I did have to help a few girls with the soap dispensers when one of them broke or jammed. Three got all the pins and braids out of their hair before I washed it, as they complained. One girl had a heavy flow and was very embarrassed because I had to get into her shower stall. I snapped a couple of pictures and my clitty throbbed in its cage.‘Your whore obeys’ - Candy Man - Heather stumbled into the bedroom with a man she’d met at the bar. I’d almost fallen asleep in the closet when she started giggling. “Where’s this husband of yours?” he whispered.“Don’t worry about him, he could be in the fucking closet and he wouldn’t bother us!” she laughed.Heather pulled her clothes off and yanked the man’s pants down. She shoved him back onto our bed and jumped on top of him..