As I was in no mood to listen her, I told that I have her number and would call once I get free.After that I finished all my work in next 2 hours and ...ent to my apartment, In between she called me once and I said I will call her at 9’ O clock. We started the party at 7 or 7:30 in the evening, by 9 at night, we were all almost 5 pegs down. Exactly that time she called me again, I was pissed off and told her that I will call her next day in the morning and disconnected the call. Seeing my. But not this time. This time I dried her body and then started pushing her backward toward the bedroom. I sensed a fraction of fear in her eyes and realised my abuse of her body must have started to concern her. However, I was not done yet, not satisfied, the anger in me not subsided yet. Her legs collapsed backward against the bed as my much taller frame kept crowding her. As her buttocks touched the bed, she scooted backward, eyes wide with fear and doubt, breasts bouncing against her chest.. " The significance of this woman plainlyassuming that I was experiencing an ordinary female condition justhit me. Then, a second later, the realization of what I wasexperiencing hit me harder. Try walking down the aisle of feminine products at the drugstore.There are more than most men would imagine. It was after work. Ifelt tired, aching. But I was exhilarated. I browsed over thedifferent packages, rubbing shoulders with other women, exchangingglances. "Are we all menstruating?," I. .c'est le m?me qu'? la maison. [...]Journal de Thomas -4 MarsJournal. J'ai repris le travail aujourd'hui ; tu le sais. Mis ? partquelques blagues de Jessica (finalement, elle est plus gentille que jepensais!) qui m'a demand? o? ?tais ma jupe, l'?quipe ne m'a trop riendit. Par contre, la vente, ?a n'est vraiment pas mon truc! Maisapparemment, tout le monde ?tait content de moi, le patron a m?me ditque je pourrais faire un stage mixte pour avoir les deux exp?riences,que ?a pourrait toujours me.