Martha- Erica

Helen- Sarah

George- Benny

Chapter two

Now finally free from all obstacles that could possibly get in my way went to bed. My room wasn't decorated with much of anything due to the fact that we were living in an apartment. I then got undressed and changed into my night clothes.

I slowly climbed into my not so soft, but comfy bed. I turned out the lights and lay on my pillow. I laid there for what seemed like a lifetime. For some reason I couldn't catch the wave of sleep I needed. All I could think about was work tomorrow morning and how George would be there and how we had a date and that I liked it. All at once images of George flooded my brain, like water from a broken dam.

I knew now the reason for my distress and not being able to sleep. I was too busy thinking about George to sleep. With the knowledge of having to get up the next morning for work, I tried to dose into a sleep that would at least give me rest. But try as I may and try as I might, something did not want me to go to sleep that night. Finally after about an hour of lying in the bed with my thoughts, I got up and went to the bathroom.

I turned on the faucet and the water came gushing out. It was ice cold, but felt unusually good on my skin. I splashed the water onto my arms and my face to try and clear my mind. To my amazement it kind worked. But the only problem with the water treatment is that now any hope of going back to sleep was out of the window. Because now I was wide awake. I looked at myself in the mirror. I had blood-shot eyes and my hair was a mess. So in other words I looked like complete and total crap.

I sighed as I thought. "Why can't I sleep? Oh yeah that's right I can't stop thinking about George. Stupid George with his stupid gorgeous face and his stupid strong hands and his stupid perfect smile and the stupid way he makes me smile. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Why do I have to be so stupid? I sighed again, and then say aloud. "I give up." With that said I walked out of the bathroom and straight to my room.

I plopped down on my bed and laid my head onto my pillow. For the longest time I just lay there staring at the ceiling. I tossed and turned until I finally got into a position where I was comfortable. I now could feel myself fall into a nice soothing slumber as my eyelids gracefully closed shut. I slipped so easily into the land of dreams.

In my dream I woke up in my office. But it was different; it was dark all except for the lamp that was on my desk. The atmosphere of the room was bone chilling. I felt like all four walls were staring at me and were about to launch a full scaled attack.

All of a sudden as if on cue George showed up coming out of his office. In a sudden movement he flees to me and envelopes his lips with mine. Shocked by this I tried to push away and to my surprise I was able to push him back. Either out shock or fear or anger I reached my hand up and slapped him in the face. After my hand made contact with Georges bare skin, I pulled my hand back and held it to my mouth and gasped. "I'm so, so sorry. I-I don't, I didn't mean to, I'm so sorry." George holds up his hand and puts a finger to my lips. "Hush baby that is not important now."

He pulls me toward him and he kisses me again, but this time it was more intiment, deeper, and more passionate. This time I didn't try to fight it and just let it happen. George runs his hand through my silky brown hair and then puts his hand behind my head as if to reinforce the kiss. He then pulls my head towards him to deepen the kiss as if it wasn't already deep enough. As George does that I was busy caressing his back. After minutes of our endless make out, we stopped for air.

George moved away from me and over to the desk. In one fast sweep he had managed to clear the desk of all its contents. He then moved back to me, he hoisted me up and set me down on the desk. We shared one last glance into each other's eyes, before we were at it again. George was now placing soft kisses not only on my lips but down my neckline and to my collarbone. I thrust my head back in pure extacy as I moaned aloud for all to hear.

Now back in the real world my alarm was busy ringing its annoying little bells. I awoke from my sleep and jumped up out of the bed and shut off the alarm. Once I had completed the task, I groggily and slowly but surely got out of the bed to head to the bathroom to take the shower I promised myself that I would take.

I rushed to the bathroom only to find one of my friends occupying it. So I start to bang on the door in swift steady movements. Then I hear my friend say from the other side of the door, "hang on, just a minute geez. I'm almost done." "Ok, well hurry it up all ready. I need to take a shower so that I can go to work." I scratch at my head as I walk away from the door and into the kitchen. While entering the kitchen I see my other friend sitting at the table reading the newspaper.

"Anything new in the world?" my friend Helen was sitting at the table with her black hair in a long braid. She had dark complexion in her skin due the fact that she was African American. Though she was shunned by others we still loved her regardless. She was still in her nightgown. Helen looks up from her paper and looks from it to me. "Huh? Oh, right there's nothing new, just the same old crap as usual."

As soon as she said her words our other roommate Martha comes into sight. At this time she was in a house robe and was drying her blonde hair with a towel. "Ok you can go take your shower now." "Greeaaat thanks. It sure took you long enough. I hope there is still some hot water left for me to take a decent shower." Martha shakes her head as she starts to giggle. "Don't worry princess; now go take you a shower." As that was said I silently laughed and walked to take a shower.

Once in the bathroom I went to turn on the shower and slowly go to get undressed. I then slipped into the shower and feel the hot steam risen water wash upon my skin. I felt like the shower was the only place where I could truly be alone. It's the only place where I could get peace and quiet, and a place where I could think or not think about everything.

Right now I was thinking about the certain dream I had last night. It had felt so real. I could feel George's soft lips touch mine. I could feel the burning passion that filled the kiss and the room. I reached my hand up to my lips and traced the outline of my lips. I could swear that I was really there. I snapped out of my thoughts as soon as I heard one of my friends wrapping on the door and shouting things such as hurry up or are you done yet. I slowly looked up and toward the door and l say in a low voice. "Yeah, I'm almost done." I hurry to do what I need to do to take a shower and get out.

I reach to get my towel to dry myself off and wrapped it around my breast and walk to my room. I go toward my closet and pull out my clothes for the day. While on my way from the closet to the bed, I stopped and looked at myself in the mirror. I stopped to look at my body and I think to myself.

This is going to be a very weird day at work. With my thoughts intact and ducks in a row I go and get dressed. Once dressed and ready to go I skip merrily out of my room. I skipped all the way down the hall and into the kitchen. Upon entering the kitchen I see my two friends sitting at the table. Helen was eating breakfast and Martha was still sitting, reading her paper. They both stopped what they were doing and look up to stare at me.

Martha still looking at me raised her eyebrows and asked. "So Ethan? What were you doing last night, which you came in as late as an owl and woke me up?" "Nothing" I responded in a high pitched voice. "It didn't seem like nothing last night. So spill the beans." I now thinking of the subject had a blush rise to my cheeks. "Ok, well maybe a little something and if you must know. I was out having coffee with a friend." They both hold their hands up to their mouths and gasp and start to laugh. "You have a friend? Who is it? What are they like?" "Ok enough with the questions. I went with my boss." They both started to squeal and Helen started jumping up and down in her chair when she asked. "What?! You went for coffee with George? Your boss? How could you do that?" "Ok calm yourselves. Now while you sit here and try to figure this all out, I have to go to work."

Both my friends jumped up from the table and tried to stop me from leaving. "Wait you're not going to tell us anymore? You're just going to leave us dangling on the edge of the cliff like this?" I raised my brow and said in matter of fact tone. "Why yes I am or did you not just hear what I said? Now if you please I need to be off to work." Helen groaned and ran in front of me before I got to the front door. "You do know that we aren't done here right? We are going to talk about this when you get home." "What if I don't come home tonight? What if I just run away and don't come back?"

Martha still behind me and Helen comes out and says. "I bet you would like that." Then she looks at Helen when she says "ya'know he would probably leave me and you to run away with his boss. How mean is that?" After that both girls whom where mentioned in the conversation started to laugh. I smiled and started to blush. "Ok, laugh all you want. But now I have to go to work before I'm late. Now move." I go to the door and push Helen out of the way of it. Said girl walks to stand beside Martha.

They both said in unison adding little kissing faces and kisses. "Bye. Have fuuuunnnnn. Don't take any wooden nickels." Half way out the door I turned around and stuck my tongue out at both women that were busy laughing too hard to notice. Once out the door I could still hear my friends laughing hysterically, for what I didn't know. So I shook my head and head to work. Because no matter what I was not going to figure them out anytime soon.