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She said: "Come and kiss me goodnight."



I didn't. What for? I'm still upset over the other day, and she knows it. She's got some nerve, asking me.



"Come on... it's no big deal!"



It's a big deal... I walked away, went home, only to find her phone messages. Grrrrr!

It's a different kind of world. One previously unimagined by all those who came before. Landings on the moon, greenhouse effects, travels all over the globe, and these stick-figure women with their fake tits and fake lips, wielding their bio-weapons with uncanny precision.



None of us are free.



Everything has already been discovered. There is nothing new. The horror! Help! I'm dying here, chocking...



Where are the luscious, tropical, green mountains of my youth? Where have the simple morning wake-up calls of the wild roosters gone to? I've been away for so long, that returning home now would see me like a stranger in a strange land.



I have become a foreigner.

I give her an inch and she takes a yard. "... but I want more." she says. Yet all I can give her is friendship, especially in this place, where there can be no freedom.



...and then she raises her hand, quick and decisive, she slips it up my skirt. I freeze and pray that no one has noticed.



"You are a very bad girl," she whispers in my ear. There may be some truth to that.