“Hello?” Joyce called into the alley. “Are you okay? Should I call the poli-““HELP! HE’S GOING TO KILL ME!”Joyce dropped her umbrella as... the scream startled her. She looked around for a phone booth to call the police from. There! About 20 feet away. She booked it towards the red windowed booth and started dialing. 9. 1.BAM!Joyce screamed as a hand slammed against the window of the booth. The rain streaking down the window made it hard to make out the figure the hand belonged to. Joyce’s. She’s a good dawg. Okay, okay, I’ll rub your belly, but I have to tell ev’ryone your story first.’ ‘Woof,’ barked Earth. ‘Good dawg. Good girl.’ See? She’s waggin’ her tail. She loves it when I call her a good girl, just as much as she loves it, when I rub her big ol’ head. Always, she gives me a face full of dog spit, but I love the affection she gives me. I don’t know what I’d do without her. She’s my dawg. To be honest, I got so tired of tellin’ the same dang story that I figured I’d put it. With a quick check confirming that you had all your belongings on hand, you open the door to the break room and make your way to the front.Perhaps, going forward, you should listen more closely to the paranoid part of your brain.Considering all the red flags you ran through in your head, and which way your luck usually runs, the only thing that surprised you was just how little you had been surprised by the figure in front on you.Jeremy Pressman. Once a name that was synonymous with “popular”,. Women are different from boys, they’re softer and very sensual. I have been attracted to other women from time to time. Why?" "Yesterday during drama practice the new girl and I were sitting back stage waiting for our cue to come out when she put her hand on my leg and told me she thought I was beautiful. Then today after practice we got our costumes and she wanted to try them on in the bathroom. We did and when I was only in my underwear she grabbed me by the arms and kissed me on the mouth.".