Jim was immersed in his work. Several of Kyle's journals were laid out before him, and Jim was going through them slowly, occasionally making notes. W...ithout warning, A'moth popped into the room with us.Jim looked up and gave her a warm smile."Hi!" I said. "Did your meeting end early?"A'moth shook her head. "It was just getting started. The council is calling an emergency meeting in fifteen minutes. It seems they're having trouble with the internet."Jim looked at her oddly. "What kind of. Oh yeah, she looked again. She's trying not to be obvious, just like me. But I can tell, at least 90% sure this sexy little thing plays with girls. Rain dripping from my hair, I don't care. She saw that drop land right above my left nipple. I know she did. She's trying not to look but can't help herself. I love it.Introduction over. She didn't say hi, didn't offer to shake my hand. Neither did I. I suppose she was just too enamored with the moment to speak, same as me. That speaks volumes,. "Melissa found her self being led through another curtain into a dark room with small lights around. She was about to say that she had better go back into the main room when the priest spoke up. "Look there!" he directed her eyes to some pale figures in a small alcove. She saw through a planter with tropical plants the flash of white. She looked harder and her eyes adjusted to the dim light. It was her husband. His white pants were pulled down to his knees. His pale buttocks were clearly. Though I wouldn't call my teenage self a 'criminal' so much as an 'obnoxious little twat.'" Fascinating. You were the Judd Nelson type, then?" Pshh, I wish. How about you? You I bet you were like a Latina Molly Ringwald. Queen bee cheerleading captain and all that." I was more of a Michael Hall, actually. Four straight years of four-point-ohs, motherfucker!" No way." Oh yeah. Nerd-queen late bloomer. Guys didn't even realize I had tits until I started working at Hooters in college. Tracy gave.