Mary followed timidly. Suddenly the man stopped. He spun around and to Marys astonishment and terror he struck her a blow around the head, combined wi...h a kick to her legs. Her head spinning from the blow she fell to the ground. The man fumbled at her skirts waistband then snatched the purse from her, running off down the alley and disappearing around a corner. Stunned by the sudden assault, Mary eventually picked herself up from the ground. Now she was alone and penniless in this enormous. “How you finding it?” he asked. “It’s a lot harder than first year. Especially Maths. I hate Maths” I said starting to ease into a normal conversation. “Wait until you’re in fourth year, it gets even harder” Justin added. Damn the bus was about to arrive. Damn bus. Why couldn’t it have broken down or something. “Drop by after school and I’ll show you how hard it is” Justin said as the bus pulled up. Did he just say what I think he said. Did he mean that to sound how it sounded. Did he mean to. My eyes were dripping as we did this beautiful performance in front of a full house of college students. They had gone dead quiet as we did this.My favorite routine in this set is ‘Kiss the Girl,’ where I go in the audience and find someone to dance with.As the song started, I did some hip moves, causing the girls to screech, I walked down the aisle and latched eyes on a blonde beauty, who I pulled out of the audience and danced in the center with her. She had some rhythm, so we danced. It is not like you were even having sex with her after you hooked up with my mom," she explained, before she got up and strolled to me. "Before I answer your other question, dare I ask: Is there something you want to tell me? Think long and hard about that, could there be something worth telling me right here, right now?" she wondered, continuing to rub her belly. I clenched my fists and broke eye contact with her. 'Oh, how the hell could she know? I don't know, but maybe she is bluffing.'.