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... lost in Exeter. She didn’t know where she was. She didn’t know how to get home. She didn’t know whether there were any buses to catch, although being after midnight she thought it unlikely. And, worst of all, she was dressed as Superslut and the clothes belonging to Judith the Jehovah’s Witness, who was the one who lived in her student lodging, were still lying on the bed in Kulthoom’s flat. It was enough to make her swear. Judith practised a few profanities. “Fuck! Shit! Bugger! Damn! Arsehole!” Although she was sure that each of them was enough to condemn her to an eternity of hell-fire and in combination would increase her torments a billion-fold, letting loose a stream of invective, however poorly she understood the words, did make her feel better. But the comfort it gave her didn’t last very long, and soon she was crouched on a bench by the canal, shivering in her few clothes, a face collapsed in wretchedness and hair plastered over her face. And then, as if this humiliation and disgrace wasn’t enough, it started to drizzle. “Oh no!” cried Judith, who found that swear-words were definitely no substitute for an umbrella or a water-proof. “Judith! It is you, isn’t it?” she heard a man’s voice. “I could hardly recognise you. What are you doing here?” Judith raised her head and squinted at the dark figure of a young man through her wire-framed spectacles (about the only thing she was wearing in her alter ego of Superslut that was what she’d normally wear). It was Yu, a ...

... student from her Viruses and Bacteria course. He was Chinese in ethnic origin, but spoke with a distinct Home Counties accent. “I’ve just been to the night club,” said Judith through a voice choked with gulped phlegm, just as her face was streaked by tears. “You have?” said Yu, surprised. “I really wouldn’t have thought… But you’re going to get soaked if you stay out here. It looks like it might actually rain for real. Where’s your lodging?” “I don’t know.” “Sorry?” “I’m lost. I don’t know where I am. I went to this night club… I shouldn’t have… I was so…” spluttered Judith, and then she burst into tears. It was inevitable that Yu should take Judith back to the small bedsit he rented in the town centre. He couldn’t very well leave Judith on the bench by the canal, especially when, while they were speaking, there was a sudden squall of rain in amongst the drizzle that, although it lasted very little time at all, was a harbinger of more inclement weather to come. Judith was very nearly delirious. The combination of the alcopops she’d drunk and her disorientation left her in a state that Yu attributed to a much greater degree of hedonistic abandon than that to which Judith had actually acquainted herself. Judith wasn’t even properly aware of her surroundings when her distress subsided sufficiently for her to study them. What had Superslut let her in for? What fresh sins had she committed? In fact, Yu’s room was about as innocent as any student’s could be. There were books and folders ...