We’ll get together this afternoon. It would give us a chance to run some errands or whatever.”“Mmm ... I’d like that.”He swung his feet to t...he floor, stood and stretched. He began picking up his clothes. Chelsea approached him. “Jeff...”They faced each other, nude. “You do have one sexy body,” he said.“Jeff ... I ... I...” She bit her lip.“What’s the matter? That pulse point in your neck is pounding again.”She drew in a breath. “Jeff, I love you,” she blurted.“I know. I love you, too.” They. It created laughter, but its length actually quieted that, and the audience got into it.“What’s the point?” said the dandy.“Fuck you,” Joe thought.“What was the point?” Gene asked.“It reminded me of the work of Phillip Glass,” said the chunky nerd, “especially his work with Richard Foreman.”“There’s a spiritual element to repetition,” the hairy blond said carefully. “Ceremonies that bring forth altered states. Zen chanting for instance.”“It did bring a transformation,” Sarah agreed. “It began. ..?”“My size,” Miguel said.Mia felt the blood rush through her, tweaking a pink glow on her cheeks. “I also understand that you have a fetish for dwarves, that you have orgasms whenever you wash your dishes, that you live with over a dozen cats, and you may have killed at least two of your past boyfriends accidentally with cleaning detergent in their meals,” Miguel said.Mia chewed her lower lip. So apparently some of the men were sharing info during the break.Once again, Miguel leaned forward. “Jonny,” he turned to his friend, “give her one.” “I’d love to; but will a fag do?” The good looking teenager giggled. When the penny dropped that Khalid had made an innuendo the laughter got even louder. “You boys will get me the sack!” I chided them as I took the cigarette from the packet. Jonny knelt beside me as he lit it in his best James Bond manner. “You’re leaving anyway,” the other boy, Fletcher, corrected me.He was correct; this was my last day as a teacher in the UK and I.