‘is that you?’ No answer came. As I inhaled the sharp chemical fumes I felt dizzier and weaker, yet in the dizziness I felt like I understood something, like I remembered the first time that cloth was put on me in the living room of that apartment I was showing. However the more aroused I got the more I started struggling and fighting him off. ‘O poor Caroline. ‘You’re my intern, I’m your… My body was propelled back and forth, my arms tied behind my back so my face just plunged into a smelly and sandy carpet over and over again. ‘Hi there, Caroline.’ He said. It was just such and overwhelming sensation, the vibrations traveling through my pelvis, through my entire belly. ‘You did, my Goddess,’ He said. but… ‘How are you feeling?’ ‘Confused.’ I said. I didn’t recognize him from high school at all, maybe he was one of the theater kids, I never felt much of a connection with them, you could even say I kind of bullied those them, but then again I was young and they were asking for it with their nerdy suspenders and their random exclamations of Shakespeare.
