i head for the door , but he grabs my elbow and urges me to face him . he brushed his lips inside my knee . but im still here , breathing and blinking , rather than slowly morphing into the next generations new fossil fuel . i did n't know him well yet , but i knew enough . my long , naturally red hair was pulled back on one side by a large flower ; the rest was loose and wavy , flowing down my back and over one shoulder . other residents must have wondered whom i brought home every night . 