Sandwiches disappeared in a single bite.


Sandwiches disappeared in a single bite. With each hunk of food devastated, I'd respond with grunts of satisfaction. ``Grrr, grrr.'' My hunger satiated, my grunts became, ``GRRR! GRRR!'' as Jennifer stood before me and undressed. ``I brought you food,'' she said with a bare-all-smile. ``Now, service me.'' And I would, either standing up or on the study table in the middle of the room. My fly zipped and Jennifer beaming, the time was only 19:30. We'd sit together and talk. We'd laugh and joke like normal boyfriends do with their girlfriends. We held hands, we kissed and we talked about the weather, her classes, politics and the lingerie Jennifer should buy for my upcoming birthday. Fifteen to thirty minutes later it would begin. If it were a full moon and the computer room had been located in downtown Transylvania, I'd have sprouted long nails, fangs and grown hair all over my body. I'd have been a computer engineering werewolf. No, this was America. First a twitch in the left side of my face. Then I'd blink uncontrollably, my eyes not used to normal light, not used to staring at anything but the computer screen.

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