I knew I was driving too fast, but I had to hurry. I was going to meet up with my younger sister Beth, at six pm. The thirty miles per hour that I was going was only fast if you knew I was driving in downtown Boston. I was running late – it was four-fifteen pm; I was supposed to spent some time with my boyfriend too. I sighed to myself. Oh, well. Buildings flicked past the window as I drove, the colors merging into an undefined grey in the corners of my eyes.

Finally, I arrived at the flat I was happily sharing with my boyfriend. I locked the car – mindful of the neighborhood – and trekked my way up the stairs to my flat on the third floor. I was still hurrying, and I unlocked the front door in a rush and called out to Bryan, my boyfriend:

“Hey, honey! I’m just going to take a shower before I leave again! I only have about an hour!”

I left my bag on the dining table and made my way to the bathroom. I’d had enough foresight to leave a clean set of clothes lying there this morn-ing, so I didn’t enter the bedroom. At that point, I didn’t know whether or not Bryan was home. I left the bathroom door unlocked – habit, I guess – but closed it nonetheless. I was breathing a little fast, from the trek up the stairs and the general lack of time. I took a brief look in the mirror. The obsidian-black hair swept down, just past my shoulders looked harried – but I *had* had a long day. Blue-green eyes stared back at me. I shrugged, grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head – revealing a white bra, with my nipples slightly visible. My breasts were a very small D – or a very large C – and though they could get a bit bothersome at times, I was happy with them. As was Bryan – I grinned to myself and un-hooked the bra. My socks came off – I’d left my shoes and jacket in the entrance – and soon after, my jeans, leaving me standing only in my pant-ies. Like my bra, they were white and slightly see-through – there was a hint of dark through the white where my hair was. I took them off and looked down. The hair was shaved short, but it would need another shave soon – I didn’t have the time just now. I stepped over to the shower and turned it on, feeling the warmth of the water for a few seconds before stepping in.