I felt that I had some really good teachers this year. I’d mostly shaken off my petrified eighty-year-old mind and was able to absorb new informatio... like I had ... when I was a teenager. I’d read most of the books we would study in English, so that part went quickly. Writing the essays and papers was more time-consuming and I was focused on honing my writing skills. I had a new appreciation for grammar.Pre-Calc/Trig was going well and Rachel and I invited the other sophomores to our Monday. Coming to all-fours, I groped about in the dark with my face until I felt the hard rubber of the teat extending from the wall about two feet above the floor. It was just a rubber hose, jutting out obscenely at an upward angle, and it slid easily into my mouth. I squeezed its bulbous end between my teeth and was rewarded by a jet of water hitting the back of my throat. 'O.K!' I shouted, wondering if I could be heard. Then, at Robbie's request, I banged the side of the box with a clenched. ’ The warrior asks, glancing down at her own dirt stained torso. ‘Unfortunately.. No.. I’m afraid not..’ The Goddess sighs. Xena tried to brush off the dirt with her hands, but it wasn’t of any use. She purred softly as Athena brushed her long black hair. Xena loved to have her hair played with. Xena turned to face Athena, slightly blushing. Athena gazed into Xena’s eyes hungrily. The warrior opened her mouth as if to speak, but she was quickly silence by the Goddess’ lips pressed slightly. At ten to six the phone rang and it was Mike calling to tell me he would be working late and probably wouldn't be home before eleven. I was upset when I hung up the phone. Hell, upset was way too mild a word to use for the way I felt. I poured myself a martini and sat down at the kitchen table to drink it. About half way through the drink I said, "To hell with this" and I got up and went into the bedroom, went into the closet and got a sundress, slipped it on and headed back downstairs. I.