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Eros University Chapter 2: The Blonde Seductress

... child's, her red lips in a big frown. "Please, Carmen; let's just forget it and go...." Carmen, however, had her teeth barred and eyes flared; her left hand was set into a shaking fist. "No, Miko; I'm not gonna leave those fuckers alone! You heard what they just said!" The more Carmen tried to move forward, the more Miko pulled her back. In fact, Miko was putting in her greatest effort to prevent Carmen from charging at James and his friends, holding onto her friend's wrist with all her might. "Please!" Miko begged in a quivering voice, still yanking her friend's arm. "Don't do this!" I stood watching. There was no need to interfere and prove myself some sort of hero who rescued the damsels in distress. Carmen's handling that job just fine, I thought with a smile. She was barking obscenities like a sailor as she tried to move forward with Miko dragging her back. James and his friends stood up off the fountain and looked on stunned. Suddenly, Miko shouted, "Please, Carmen! Don't do this—for my sake please don't do this!" I was surprised when she let go off her friend's wrist and began crying into her hands. Carmen turned around and placed her hands on Miko's shoulders. "Oh come on, girl," she said in a soothing voice, "don't cry." Carmen was so much taller than Miko; when she pulled the latter into a hug her chin rested on the Oriental girl's head. It was a touching scene, and I was amazed at how strong Carmen was. As they embraced each other, Carmen's dark brown skin looked ...

... so distinct against Miko's pale flesh. Miko's hands wrapped around her friend's back as she cried into Carmen's shoulder. "Fine, let's go," said Carmen. She placed her right arm around Miko's waist; as the two walked away, Carmen turned her head around and snarled at James and his gang. "Dude," said one of James' friends to the rest, "that's one scary bitch." They all started laughing, but I could tell that they were relieved. As I walked by them my eyes met James's. We stared at each other in silence till I grinned. He looked pissed, but didn't say anything as I walked away. I decided to make a future counseling appointment with Ms. Maynard and so headed to the South Knox Building. It was all the way at the other end of the university and took me a good fifteen minutes to get there. The single-floored edifice was wide but quite small; from about a hundred feet away I could see the mirror-like glass of its façade reflect the sunlight and blaze a bright gold. Man, I thought, it's almost blinding! When I got nearer I could see that the building was very modern in design, with a lively, silver colour-scheme, automatic doors of stainless steel, and a digital board on the front lawn displaying the time and weather conditions. Once inside I walked up to the directory and located Ms. Maynard's room number: 12 B. There was a secretary behind the counter in Ms. Maynard's office when I entered: she was busy typing. I paused a moment at the door, considering what to do, and then went ...