He had a good feeling. This was the start of a new life. Unfortunately, Steve’s new life was not at all going to be like he envisioned it. T...anya was a lovely, blond teenage girl. The kind of girl who is always popular in a clique like setting. Steve saw her for the first time as she entered his classroom for the 10am class. He noticed her bully a boy for a front row seat, but just figured the boy was being a gentleman in giving up the seat. He knows now, that wasn’t the situation at. Janet reached nervously for the small pot trying to stall him off. "I don't mean coffee, baby, we're going upstairs, to bed. There's enough aphrodisiacs in the two cups that we've had to keep us going all night."Janet recoiled at his words, she didn't know what to think. Had she really been drugged? Was all of this such an evil plan, that every detail had been taken care of. Janet suddenly realized that more than a victim of circumstance, she had become a victim of a drug, a horrible drug that. The priority line. He turned quickly and picked it up. ‘We need to talk.’ It was Andersen. His heartbeat quickened. ‘Alright.’ ‘Stay there. In your office. I’ll be there in ten minutes.’ The line went dead, and he felt ill. Not here, not at his home, not tonight, not ever. But what did she want? He felt so inadequate. *********************************** Maria Benevides-Carpenter was sitting in her office outside Tel Aviv, spooning blue stuff from a small plastic container of yoghurt that sat on. What's going on?" "I don't know how to talk about this," I informed her, feeling a blush break out across my face. "So it's about sex," she laughed, nudging my shoulder with her own. "What?" I asked quickly, my heart jumping to my chest. "What makes you say that?" "The look on your face right now," she answered with another laugh. "So spill. What's going on Chloe?" "I have been thinking about having it," I informed her, before nervously blurting out all my secrets. "But I am so not sure.