.. as they sway in the breeze. Its so peaceful. I lean forward to rest my elbows on the windowsill and gaze at the far distance. The far off noise of ...the traffic lulls me into a comfortable state of mind. I hear a soft sound. And then the click of the door. Locked. My heartbeat accelerates. Steadily. I can smell him. My favorite cologne. I feel him approach me from behind. I smile to myself. His arms go around me. Gently. At the waist. Hands sliding down to lift my skirt. Something clever about. Kevin forgot to lock it when he left and now I have to chase a kid out. I listen for footsteps, thinking he or she will come ask if they could practice the piano in a practice room. Instead, I hear more than one voice talking softly and the clicking of each door knob as whoever-it-is checks to see if any of the rooms are unlocked. Definitely some kids up to no good, perhaps looking to steal or vandalize school property, or just searching for an open room to hang out or even screw in. Great.I. Ami baba-ma’r shongge thaki. Ora khub protective tai chakri korte deyna. They are just waiting to get me married. Ami bari-te boshe boshe bore hoi. Tobe amar sexual matters-e khub interest achhe tai internet surf kori jokhon-i shujog pai. Amar onek college friends amake chudte cheyechhe kintu ami deini. Amay actually amar ek baba’r bondhu ultimately busted my cherry. I had done a short term project in his office – my parents only trusted me to work in his office. He is married though and has a. ’ ‘I’m due for my break soon,’ the driver had stopped only a foot or so past Janet and had turned around leaving the two of them face to face except for the fact Janet’s face was a good foot below his, ‘And I’m guessing R.D. isn’t here right now.’ ‘Mr. UPS Driver,’ Janet enunciated her words in her well-practiced teacher voice, ‘The package is certainly Mr. Daniel’s package and I’m certainly Mr. Daniel’s wife!’ ‘Uh,’ The driver stepped quickly back away from Janet and stuttered again, ‘Uh,’.