Mymother told me that Albert's father will be sent to 'Maximum SecurityPrison: Camp 7' while his mother was asked to explain her son's actionsat court...tribunal. (Women can get jail time as well, for helping men foranything illegal. I have also been told that the worse punishment formost women was being turn into a male.)After some time, Mistress Alexander finally came out of her office,"Darren and Commander Jamison, please come in," she said with a laugh,"now have a seat." So we sat down and. It's demeaning, women strutting like that to be ogled and just for fame or money. I think they're disgusting and do the cause for woman's advancement irreparable harm.' 'What? You're one of those flaming feminists, are you?' 'I have my beliefs. I have my principles. I'm strong and I'm independent. I know. I know what I know.' 'Yeah. I bet you do. That's why you went braless so often, right? And your fucking girlfriends too.' 'I had the right. We had it. We have it. It's not for you to judge. I. As I am a voracious reader, I finished everything that I checked out in a week and went back to return them. I was delighted to see Alex again. As I returned my items and stuttered to make small talk, she thumbed through all of the titles. She noticed Three Essays on the Theory of Sexuality and showed a look of intrigue.“I have read this one, it’s… interesting,” she said. She continues, “Do you know anything about this topic yourself?”“No,” I said, “Nothing beyond what the book says.”She nodded. I pressed my lips against mine and kisses him and my god did it feel good, but he pulled away. I looked at him confused. “What are you doing?” he asked my as confused as I was. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have…I umm... I should go…” I get up and pull the tee down covering my butt. I go to my room and shut the door quietly. I go and sit on my bed and sniff the t-shirt, the smell of cologne and a little sweat instantly hits my nose, I feel tears rolling down my cheeks. Not because I was sad… I was.