Everything is going according to plan. Autolycus has taken the money, the chancellors have
bought my story, and soon this whole thing will be over.
And yet I am not wholly happy. I've toyed with the idea of revenge against Omar for
running around with Nan while I've been breaking my back writing grant applications, but
it's difficult to follow through. I realize that as our sting comes to a close, I don't
want to go back.
Don't get me wrong, I hate it here. This place is corrupt and filthy, and I can't wait to
leave it behind. But I've become so drawn to this Omar. I love my Omar still, but this one
captivates me, and his amorous nature makes my head swim.
I must remind myself that he does not belong to me. I only have him on loan and I must
give him back soon. Must remain focused. Must stop staring at him when he's not looking,
stop sneaking peeks at him when he's in the shower.
My resolve is crumbling. I have to get out of this sinister universe before my very
Posted on Sep 08 1999, 04:20 PM