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have sex with you,” Kaila said, her expression stony.
    Norm’s eyes, already made large from his thick bottle cap glasses, widened even more.
    “Huh?” Was all he said. His mouth hung agape. He sucked in a few stilted breaths.
    “I know you understand what sex is, so why is it that you don’t understand my words?”
    He ran his spindly fingers through his recently washed hair. Instead of his hair standing up on his head like usual, the natural oils had been washed away and now caused his hair to lie limply against his skull.  
    “I understand sex all right, but just not the concept that you and I…”  
    His voice trailed off. He shot a worried look over his shoulder as if terrified that someone was listening to their conversation. When he finally looked back at her, his face was rife with unease. As much as Norm tried to act the player he was anything but.
    “We could go to the storage closet…”
    Norm threw his hand up, his bony fingers splayed as if to stop something physical, not just Kaila’s words.
    “I know about the storage closet…” he said in a hushed voice.  
    He leaned in, as close as was safe to do with Kaila, so close that she could smell the sourness of the cigarettes he loved to puff on whenever he got the chance. She was surprised to actually have noticed and remembered how the index and middle finger of his right hand had been stained mustard brown with nicotine once. But in the time that he had been in Wildwind, the stains had gradually disappeared, leaving pink skin in their wake. And once again Kaila marveled at the human body and its adaptability, where new skin replaced the old daily.
    “But how are we going to…”  
    He waggled his eyebrows a few times as if the act was enough to explain everything.
    “I would imagine you would put you penis into my vagina,” Kaila said without reservations.
    Norm’s eyes grew enormous; his face went a deep shade of red.  
    “Shit Kaila, could you talk any louder than that? I don’t think everyone in the cafeteria actually heard you that time,” Norm said, blowing out an exasperated sigh.
    “Why would everyone in the cafeteria need to know that we’re going to have sex in the storage closet?”
    “Lower your voice for shit sake. Fuck Kaila, why can’t you be even remotely normal?”
    “Norm I’m not normal, I was put on this earth to be not normal, why can’t you understand that?”  
    Kaila laid her large hands palm down on the tabletop, then leaned closer to Norm. She pressed her lips to the tip of his nose for a fraction of a second and pulled back.
    “That’s what it feels like to be kissed by a butterfly,” she said with a satisfied grin. “I’ve practiced it a hundred times on my hand because the pressure has to be just right you know, otherwise it doesn’t feel like an actual butterfly…”
    “Butterfly kiss? Where did that come from? Weren’t we talking about sex in the storage room?” Norm said in a quiet voice.
    “Yes of course, I haven’t forgotten, so will you do it?” Kaila asked as casually as if she had asked him to pass the salt to her.
    Norm shook his head, resigned to the fact that Kaila wasn’t going to give him a straight answer; she never did, so why did he think she would start now.
    “What time?” he asked, glancing down at his watch.
    Kaila’s expression remained impassive.  
    “Based on my research and the activities of past inhabitants of Wildwind, the best time to have a successful liaison is between the hours of 2:00 p.m. and 4:00 p.m. Historically this is when the staff are on their down time and are usually found in the staff room or out back for a smoke break so…”
    “You’ve really done your homework, how long have you been planning this whole thing between us?” Norm asked, arching a bushy eyebrow.
    “Time cannot be measured by a number it is the act of continuous movement from one moment to the next, there is no intersection between the past and the future, unless you