?And then it was gone.? She couldhear the man moving around again,? heard him open a door off to herright, and heard water running.? She laythere for ...a long time, waiting for him to return,? wondering what he would do next, andhoping he wouldn?t leave.? Thenhe was back.? He gently untied the ropesabout her ankles and then retied them so that her ankles were together, but nolonger bound to the bed.? He did the samewith her wrists.? Then he slid an armbehind her back and another under her. I spend my days gazing on a movie poster opposite me.The wall is cracked plaster. I know it's every freckle.Every crack, every defect, every flaw is part of me.Light and shadow, Faces through time interrupt me.Now I am a prism, refracting all possibilities.A man before me reaches for the woman he is.No need for liars of light -- lamps or lanterns.He knows I alone will show faithfully his beauty.He will reward me with shuddering tears of joy.I am the centre of his cloistered life.Every night he. "They all looked at her for a second, then called bullshit."No, it's true," protested Tina. "When I lived with my mom, I wasn't allowed to date, and no one's asked me since I've been in this new school." Barry asked you," said Carl."Who's Barry?" The quarterback for the football team," said Brenda with a sneer."Oh yeah," Tina replied. "Well, he didn't so much as ask as try and tell me we were going out. That kind of thing doesn't go over well with me." Well now that he knows that Allen here. “I can fit into some pretty tight holes.” I mocked, trying to get her out of her serious stance.“Oh, I seen that!” she laughed, looking back down at the folder, and then peered at me over those glasses again. “What else can you do?”Well, I couldn’t say sex was part of my arsenal of skills. The best I could come up with was, “I can cut grass.”A puzzled look crossed her face and she asked, “No cooking or cleaning?” and shook her head, “Ironing or washing?”“Oh yeah, I guess I can do that too.” I.