After a week alone with Seraina, I found the throng of curious onlookers to be slightly overwhelming, or as Darlene would quip, “Too much people.”...“I’ll race you to the showers,” I said to Seraina while unbuckling my pants and kicking off my shoes. Whew! We stunk.My grungy underwear likely qualified as hazardous waste. As I stripped, I checked out my reflection in the mirror over one of the restroom sinks. Crap! I looked like I’d fought a battle with a dirt monster and lost. My thinning hair was. As you sit and drink your martini, you remember your friends got you a masseuse voucher at your last birthday. You reach across and dig it out of your drawer next to your sofa. Looking at the description, you wonder why you didn’t use it before.Mobile male masseuse. Voucher for one full body massage, lasting up to one hour. Areas to be specified by client at time of visit, no restrictions, no refunds.You like the sound of that. An hour of a professional teasing out the stress from your muscles. She was smitten. ‘Ted knows so many people. We won so much. Where did you and Jennifer go? You left early and Jennifer has been terribly evasive lately. Karen and I want to know what you two did.’ It was easy to evade her questions as she prattled on. All Peter wanted was for the music to end so he could deliver her back to Ted. Then he could prowl and tonight he was hunting and would be no gentleman. Bob and Karen, Ted and Ruth, Peter and his hostility all made a cozy little group. ‘What’s. “Come on, let’s walk and talk or we’ll be late for general math.” he said as he started down the hall. I was quick to follow. “Sammy, this is probably going to seem a little odd, but since you’re one of the smartest k**s in our class I was hoping I could talk you into helping me out with my math.” I just looked up at his reddening face in totally shock. I think this was the first time Peter had ever spoken to me, period, and it was a request for help? Wow, what a fucking tool. “Uh...” .