Then, a bold look in her eye, she pulled her arms out of it and pushed it down to her waist, exposing her torso to my hungry gaze.Oh lord, she was per...fect. Her breasts were small but well-shaped, high and tight on her chest, her nipples hard little points. A pink flush ran down from her neck to the upper swells of those breasts, and as I’d seen, her stomach was tight and flat. I stared at her, and when I briefly glanced at Caitlin, I noticed she was staring too -- her own nipples making points. He said our mother was packing for the trip we had to take to Aunt Marys and that we were to go straight home and not stop on the way. I went back to my class and told my teacher about the death in the family and I looked at Brandon and asked him to tell Tara, he nodded his head and said he would. Squirt was in a bad mood on the way home. He had his head down and would not talk. He was on the verge of crying. He was walking real slow. I was a little ahead of him and turned around and yelled. I shook it and told her to call me Mike. Linda did not let go of my hand but turned to Kelly and asked if I was her boss. Kelly turned even redder and looked at the floor.Linda let go of my hand and said she wanted to get something to drink and she would be right back.Linda came back with her own coke. All the time she was gone Kelly would give me a glance then look at the floor. I tried to start a conversation but she just sat there.Linda returned. She sat down. She looked at me and then. Being a post-Valentines Day event launched on 15 February, I wanted the opposite of a romance story. I was thinking of a end-of-relationship, revenge, break-up story, perhaps with some sort of movie involved, with short clips stitched together reminiscent of that short sharp cinema ad break. Anyway, I came up with this bitter little story.PEARL AND DEAN“Damn it, Dean, careful with that camera gear. Put it in my room, while I check out the spa.”“On it, Pearl,” I said, trying to ignoring the.