He began to scrub himself, but the hardbristle brush was painful after the chemical action of the depilatorycream on his skin."Bear down, Jaime," I to...ld him. "You must remove all of the skin thatwas burned with the depilatory cream before we can move on to cleaningyour insides." Yes Ma'am," he replied, really trying to do what I asked of him, and Ilet him try his best for a few minutes before telling him to stop andtaking the brush from him."On your hands and knees, sissy," I instructed him. My work colleague and I had waited for our delayed flight in the T5 lounge at Heathrow long enough to have one G&T too many. I had made sure that our seats on this flight to San Francisco were at the back of the premium economy cabin on the left side of the plane. This meant we had two comfortable seats, next to each other, and nobody between us and the grey curtain separating us from economy. Better still, there was nobody in the central row of seats.The crew brought some bubbly to compensate. A full five minutes passed silently, we both tried, and failed, to make conversation but it was difficult. I resorted to playing with my long, dark locks and simply waiting out the clock. I shouldn’t have asked her that. I’d seen her looking over at me for the past few weeks and when she finally mustered up the courage to talk to me; I scare her off. “I’m sorry Violet…I shouldn’t have…” “It’s fine, I just…wasn’t expecting that kind of question. I mean; it’s prohibited.” I grinned, a strange. It was the worst seat in the entire class. The seat was uneven and wobbly, the table was worse. It was dreaded by those who got on the teacher's bad side. It was even more dreaded by those who hadn't done any wrong. Like me.After I reluctantly moved myself to the front. She handed out the test answer sheets. She came over to my "desk" and threw the sheet in my general direction. "You have 75 minutes to complete this exam. Begin." Seventy five minutes I said to myself. What will I do for.