"...I'd see this sexy-babe as almost like a Godsend, but I'm not an old man, right?, I'm the hot young chick, my friend calls me a code-slut, but I'm just learning to do basic programming and besides, it's just more language, right?, more word-ooze, and that's cool, I mean I had a fantasy about sucking off my Professor, you know, giving him the best blowjob he's ever had in his life so that he'd re-evaluate my performance, is performance the right word I'm looking for here, Professor?, probably not, sometimes my age catches up with me, but not for long, as soon as it catches up with me I'm immediately made aware of how it wants to drag me down and so I try to visualize where it is I'm going, which is easy, because I always know where I'm going, I'm going AWAY, out far away from where I am, which is this juvenile body of not-knowing who it is I am or what it is I'm becoming..."