“My fists were clenched so hard I couldn’t feel them. I wanted to kill – not just Steven but every last one of them. — it took the rest of the class before I could unclench my fists and almost two days before the red spots in my eyes went away. But the anger – the anger remains.”
“He wants everyone to see is abs. Not that I blame him. Is that what got your attention. Don’t be shy. No. Then I bet is was his eyes. All the girls he’s had loved his eyes.”
(Lights come up on a woman in her early twenties, dressed to party. She has had a few too many drinks. Her lips are puckered and her hands are at her chest..)