With relief the pain in your head stops. Your eyes open wide to a dark room. Not so dark that there is no way you can see. There is light but it isn’t much. You try to look around and surprising enough you can see most of the room but as usual you can’t blink. Of course you can’t move but try anyway. This is different.
The room looks strange. The floor, it has to be a floor behind you is cold and hard. You turn around and see a …a…toilet bowl. Damn, I’m in the bathroom. Your eyes move to the right and see a sink way up in the air but not over you. Then to the right you see what has to be a tub judging by its white round wall like surface.
Oh crap, you think of seeing your sisters or god forbid your mom naked but then you realize this isn’t your bathroom. The sink is wrong and tub looks like it is just a tub no show head or plastic curtain. It is also smaller than your bathrooms in the house, like a hotel or something…where am I.
You stop thinking when you hear sounds, thunk, thunk, thunk outside the open door to the small room. You didn’t notice the door being open before. A dark shadow comes into the small room, but you can’t see who it is. For a moment you think it could be that woman that bit on your head…the lights come on.
MISS RIOS! Your Spanish teacher is standing in the door way. Her long black hair frames her heart shaped face. At the same moment amassment, horror, lust and surprise flash through your brain. Miss Rios was your Spanish teacher last semester. You didn’t have a crush on her but you had to be dead to not imagine…she was curvy and smelled nice. She wasn’t skinny but she wasn’t fat, and for the first time you didn’t see her in a dress or blouse. And her hair was always up. Now she was in a bright red fuzzy robe.
Your musings and memories stop when you watch Miss Rios rub her eyes and take two steps into the room to stand right over your. You are now looking almost straight up and Miss Rios’s face is blocked by her bright red robe…There is nothing till she steps forward and you get a quick look at a dark, caramel colored heal, then PAIN…it feels like a foot is stepping slowly down onto your cheek flattening you. What is …?
Maria Rios rubbed her eyes. She just woke up in her small apartment and realized she smelled. It had been over a day since she showered band she had been up grading papers. Pulling on her bath robe she went to her bathroom and moved over to the sink. Her feet were bare and were cold on the tile floor so she stepped onto the bathroom mat to get them off the tile.
Your face is being crushed on the side then the other side is being bashed in only this time it isn’t on your cheek but in your eye and forehead. Your one good eye is looking straight up but you can’t see anything.
Maria takes runs some water from the sink and washes her face. Her hair falls forward into the water and she has to push it back over her shoulder. She stands up take a quick look in the mirror and disrobes…her red bathrobe falls off her shoulders exposing her olive brown skin and she turns to the tub. She steps off the mat to step into the tub. She turns the knob and lets the hot water fill the tub. She raised her foot to get fully into the tub. She sat back into the fast filling tub and relaxed.
Your brain tells you that your teacher is standing on you then the pressure torks and grinds into your mouth…
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