Mind the Time
Copyright© 2014 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 44
In truth ... Vee was doing two pages at a time ... one right handed and one left. There didn't seem to be any difference in the writing. Her penmanship looked like chicken prints until one looked at it for a minute, unfocused ones eyes, and the missing lines in the letters sorta slid where they were supposed to go. It wasn't Gregg ... it wasn't anything anyone had ever seen before ... but it worked. And it was fast. For sure, no one was going to cheat off her tests.
One hour and forty minutes later, Vee handed Charles the last two sheets. She stuck the pencil nubbins in the box and walked cross-legged to Dr. Lambert.
"Where's the closest ladies room?"
"Down the hall, three doors on the left," he said. He was going to say more but she pretty much vanished. Chuck admired the tight cheeks in her flight suit as she walked by.
The groan of relief brought half the professors on the second floor out of their offices.
"Oh God ... no vent," she moaned. The moan was loud enough to warn the men in the building. Vee hadn't eaten sensibly since she came back from Konstanz ... and she was one of those rare women who produce the finest products of intestinal unfortitude when she was running on empty instead of on full. Her last real meal was a salad bar at the Caf in Konstanz and there isn't much that exceeds the malodor of lettuce, pepperoncini, dill pickle, black olives and mushrooms mixed with stomach acid ... The green gas permeated the building.
Odors are commonly called scents, which can refer to both pleasant and unpleasant odors. The terms fragrance and aroma are used primarily by the food and cosmetic industry to describe a pleasant odor, and are sometimes used to refer to perfumes. In contrast, malodor, stench, reek, and stink are used specifically to describe Princess Wendolyn as she was losing compression. Hell and sulfur dioxide didn't make a patch on Vee when she truly let it go.
Animal Rights Activists objected to experiments with l'Odeur de la Princesse when it was used to drive skunks away from the Castle. Vee was much younger then and hadn't learned to bottle it up in a lady like fashion. Her mother had not yet explained that she was to seek relief only in the Ladies Retiring Room ... where it was guaranteed to peel standard mil spec paint off the walls.
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