People started filing in a few minutes later, some of them turning to stare at me, having been in the cafeteria for late lunch. I ignored them and tur...ned down the volume while I waited for the class to start. I half-listened to the lecture like normal, but I couldn’t concentrate on the portrait I was supposed to be drawing and finally put it away to give the class my full focus for once. People were whispering softly to one another and shooting occasional glances at me.The rest of the day was. I stopped and I went in. The bartender gave me a toothless grin. He was a short, fat, wizened old man with a dirty shirt that once used to be white. Predictably he was chewing on toothpick. I ordered a beer. I took a swig and I noticed her. She had dark skin, long black lustrous hair, slightly wavy, full lips, big satin-black eyes. She had an Indian nose, a little bit broad. Her face was clear and tan and there was no hint of make-up. A tiny jewel sparkled on her left nostril. She was wearing a. Other oxen are in bad shape but should survive. Several of the wagons were damaged and one wagon had a damaged wheel that had to be replaced. I gave them the extra wheel I got when I replaced mine. It was almost the same size and everyone thought it would last until we got to a blacksmith. We started loading the wagons after repairs were made and everyone was down. Being men, we loaded the wagons in no particular order and were told by the women who remained with us that we knew nothing about. And Rachael and Nicole. They all gave me the same advice. That I had a lot of pent up emotion and sexual tension and I some how needed to relieve that. Little did they know, that this sexual tension would inevitably be taken out on one of them 2 I didn’t take heed of their advice, at first. The girls told me that I must let out my pent up emotion, but I was determined to not let my emotions get the better of me. In hindsight, I suppose I should have. Perhaps I should have let the misery take.