"No wait." I grabbed a fresh sheet of paper. Tami was working on a painting next to me. I grabbed the brush out of her hand and smeared some paint on ...the paper before handing it back. It was a dark purple. Then I took a jar or red paint and tipped a little onto the paper letting it run down and through the purple smear.I showed it to Mr. Kincaid. "I call it Portrait of a Failed Artist Who Pretends to Teach and Criticize."Mr. Kincaid's face went through almost the entire spectrum. First white,. Sara hatte schon wieder etwas Schwäbisches gekocht. Einen leckeren Schweinebraten mit Kraut und Bubenspitzle (Schupfnudeln), zuvor eine Nudelsuppe. Wir waren ja nicht viele im Haus, so konnten wir unten, im alten Esszimmer, speisen. Sara aß natürlich mit am Tisch. Egon und ich waren die einzigen Männer. Das Tischgespräch drehte sich immer noch um unsere gerade beendete Reise, so sehr auch Ilse versuchte, das Thema auf den Mittwoch zu bringen. Da war bereits unsere nächste Nachbarntour angesagt.. He’ll be heading off to college soon, and if he doesn’t open up, the best years of his life are going to be spent jerking it in a dorm. He’s a sweet kid, (listen to me patronizing him; he’s a year older than me for fuck’s sake!), but sweetness doesn’t get you very far in this world. He’s not a child anymore, and he needs someone to kill the boy and uncage the man. I guess that’ll have to be me. Before your dirty, little mind runs rampant with incestuous fantasies, let me tell you now, that I. I stole a look at the wall clock, it was past eleven, 'Might be too late', I said, adding fuel to the rising tension, after all if they were thinking as I was, my cooperation would be required, and if I was up for it, then I had an opportunity to show John a lot more than he could ever have hoped for.I sat mulling over my open offer, and as I did so, I could feel the rising excitement, deep in my crotch, just as I did all those years ago, when I dropped the towel in front of the pizza-man.I was.