I ask for his daughter’s name and sign the paper.“Mr. Burke, I’ve read over the paperwork your wife filled out and I see that you were shot abou... five weeks ago and one bullet is still lodged close to your lung and is too close to remove. Awe, the life of a rock star,” he says as he stares into space and I give him my famous ‘what the fuck’ look. He continues. “The x-rays show that your strenuous activity tonight tightened up some muscles, which pushed the object closer to your lungs. I’m going. “Misty loves spring,” he said tiredly. “It’s her favorite time of the year.”At that moment, Mitch seemed to realize how little he really knew about Misty. He felt very close to her, but he had no idea that her favorite time of year was spring—in all the conversations they had had together, it had never come up.“Yes,” Misty said, standing up and taking a step closer to the fire. “I love the spring. It’s such an incredible time. The Earth is freed from her icy prison. It’s a new beginning. All. Most of the students were back in their gender-separated dorms, ahead of campus curfew.Off towards the manmade lake near the campus library’s clocktower, a few young couples were holding hands, strolling in the smoggy distance. In the square in front of the library, a large group of late middle-aged and elderly women were dancing, doing aerobics to repetitive techno music blasting from a distorted speaker. The women wore surgical masks as they danced. Some moved faster than others.I wondered. I'm not protesting, or even sensibly worried, even when he's locking his front door behind us, showing me to his bedroom, sitting on his bed with a clear erection buldinging in his jeans. ”Take it all off, slut. Like you wanted to on that bus.” My shirt comes off my shoulders, bra following suit. His breathing picks up when my nipples come out in full, hard and pink. I squeeze them between my fingers, clit stiffening in full attention. ”Showing off a slutty body like that to all those.