And in this school especially, if you were discovered to not be planning any kind of senior week at all, you became the laughing stock of the entire s...tudent body. And so, our group of nerds that rarely talked to anyone outside of their group of eight, found themselves planning a senior week (aka sweek) amongst themselves to spare themselves even more bullying."What are we doing for senior week guys?" Jacob asked being the de-facto leader of the group since they had formed way back in. On several normally controversial issues, e.g. gay and lesbian rights, we had the same position. I tried to pick at her few public statements and get her to poke her head out in the open. Time and money spent talking to Thomas Riley produced nothing better.Through the late spring and summer, it was very tedious. I had little money coming in and only my own time as a resource. Though the national picture was looking good for the Republican party, I was not their fair-haired girl. Their money. At this time I already really really had to pee and I could feel my bladder was quite full but I thought to myself I can just wait till later. Well later turned into 2 hours without a break it was that packed. All that coffee I had earlier had already filled my bladder and I was pretty desperate to go, desperate enough that I started to press my legs together very tightly. Oh dear I thought to myself I hope some of the other girls get here to help me relieve the waitressing. Well 15 minutes. So instead of shredding my clothes and leaping aboard that exquisitely inviting rump of hers, I simply matched her stare, and gave her a look. The look said: ‘Patience, my pet. I’ve a better idea.’ Priscilla decoded my unspoken message – not surprising, given that she and I had spoken volumes over the years without ever uttering a sound – and arched an intrigued eyebrow, ‘Better, eh?’ said her look of reply. So she rescinded the invitation of her spread wetness, turning about upon the bed and.