She leans over the desk and peers seductively down at me. Her green eyes are piercing through me and I feel stirring within in me. Where did this girl come from? She oozes sex appeal with her lanky frame, messy black hair, and emerald eyes.

“As you wish.” She says and walks away.

I find myself wanting to run after her. Get it together Carmen you cannot feel this way. I thought I had pushed those feelings aside but here they are resurfacing again because of her. Nobody but Phyllis knows about what happened in my past. I was a student here and I fell in love. I know you’re thinking how can that be when this is an all girls’ school but that’s the thing it was a girl.  Her name was Eva Torres and I fell head over heels for her. I would follow her around like a love sick puppy and she knew it. She would make me be her slave like washing her clothes or handing her whatever she needed if I wanted to kiss her. To kiss her or to run my fingers through her hair gave me the biggest pleasure. But Eva didn’t feel the same about me she actually laughed at me when I told her that I loved her and that she had my heart in her hands. She called me pathetic and I became depressed. I would follow her around in the hopes that she would change her mind but instead she told Phyllis. She said that she didn’t want some big dyke stalking her. Eva made my life a living hell until we graduated. I will never forget that pain and Phyllis uses it every chance she can to keep me in line and in her pocket. Why don’t I leave you ask? Well it’s more complicated than you think. This is all I know. My life has always been about discipline and penance. Never have I’ve done anything just for me or for the hell of it. I need to talk to Phyllis. I walk quickly to her office and open the door.

“Phyllis I need..

“You need to not barge into my office like some maniac. You of all people should know that Ms. Morales.”