One day, just before class started, I asked you to go out with me. You burst out laughing, very loudly. Then you turned and joked with your girlfriend... about me, how much nerve I had and what a loser I was. You kept it up until the professor came in. I just about curled up and died inside after that. It took my friend months to undo the damage you did to my self esteem that day. Even now, seven years later, my friends still tease me about that day."She stared at me with a look of horror on her. She walked unsteadily on the gravel shoulder in her spike heels."What the fuck?" Nina sighed pulling over to the side of the road. "I hope you don't mind," she said looking over at Allison. "As far as I'm concerned, I'm going stag now too!" "You can be my date." The redhead joked. Squinting, the girls strained to see who was walking towards them. "Who is it?" Allision asked. The girl trotted unsteadily towards the car in her high heels, and long flowing dress."It's Cassie!" gasped Nina, opening. “Will you teach me to fight?” Jukar asked.“No.”“Why not?”“You’re an apprentice, it’s up to Imelda to do that,” I replied.“I choose you to begin her initial training,” Imelda yawned, trying to hide a grin.“What!”“Goody!” Jukar almost screamed.“Have I upset you or something?” I asked a now openly grinning Imelda.“John, you’re constitutionally not suited to sitting around doing nothing for a long period of time, unlike us ladies ... save for Jukar,” Imelda replied. “Now I’m giving you the. I had left the form blank.From her back and her side, I looked at her. Old. Haggard. Completelygrey. Balding too. Sagging everything. Wrinkly everything. Pale, waxyskin, untouched by sunlight for so long. And that dull, dreary, depressingbeige shift. She was a 67-year-old piece of useless flesh. What did I havein common with her?I was fit and strong for my age, outgoing, and positive about the manygood things in this world. I was glad to see people in town and to learnabout their lives. There's.