She was seeing men in a different light, testing her new body shape through exposing herself to their unsuspecting eyes, loose t-shirts to draw their ...eyes down its front as she obligingly bent in front of them, or sitting with her knees under her chin, proudly showing her mop of jet black Italian pubes, her cotton knickers now a thing to be discarded at an opportune moment, usually in the bus shelter first thing in the morning.I watched later in the afternoon, from a short distance away, as she. I’m really, really ready to graduate on Friday!”“I can imagine. I was really happy to graduate last year, especially because it meant I could finally move out of my parents’ house. Speaking of which, why aren’t you two in school today?”“Cece and I have a place lined-up already. We’re starting a photography business, Ateljé Cool, as soon as school is done.”“That’s cool! No pun intended. I started my own computer business while I was a Senior in High School. It’s done pretty well for the past two. ”“Capri, for that, you not only get me, you get first-hand access to my mental abilities. Just tell me what we need and it will happen.”“Damn Hawley, when you told me that, it felt like your cock was hooked up to an electric vibrator – with the wires shorted out. That’s two HUGE - FUCKING orgasms you’ve given me this morning. Hurry and bring our coach friend back here. When she leaves here, she will damn well know she’s been loved. I have a feeling we’re going to need a bigger apartment soon.. It's gotta be jarring but subtle. Argh!I worked for four hours. Dad interrupted me once, but I ignored him, and he went away. When I stepped back from the painting my heart raced. Rage! The painting wasn't finished, but the underlying emotion shined through.Like a method actor, I'd willed rage to rise up and become my dominant emotion, but as I gazed at the painting, I felt the fury inside me melt away. Rage gives way to joy. Rage will lose the race with happiness every time. I rushed into the.