Some of the guys seemed to have the same dragged-to-this look that James did. Others seemed to be enjoying the art work, like my friend Steve was. Mos...t probably were in the same middle-of-the-road boat I was. ‘Hum, I wonder why I like this one?’ said Cathy from next to me, drawing my attention to the painting that had attracted her attention. A woman tied to a post being whipped. ** ** ** ** ** ** The smell coming from the cells was enough to turn my stomach. I lifted the edge of my sleeve to. I was wondering why she didn’t ask me to get her bra. I came and gave her the dress. She was wearing churidar, she had to change and she asked me to sit outside. So I went outside, but I wanted to see her changing the dress so I suddenly entered the room when she was changing dress I could see her boobs, she was shocked, I apologized to her while watching her boobs, she noticed that and covered herself. Her boobs were so small, just like some teenager girl.She was not wearing any bra before and. Gerome took his mission seriously. He was trying to prove himself to the rest of us. I’m sure he couldn’t help being intimidated by Lucinda’s athleticism, or Mary’s classic grand southern lady charms. Why Tommy and I intimidated him was a little harder to understand. Sure we were both retired law enforcement officers, but we were also old. The operative word in our descriptions was retired. The unspoken words were old and worthless.Gerome spent his morning with the professor, while Lucinda was. If you knew anything about the life of Hardy you would have to consider my paper on its merits, because I based it, not on the superficial story of Tess, not on its treatment in the study notes, but by a knowledge of Hardy’s attitude to the Victorian social and Christian mores, and his opinions of them. The very fact that the heroine of this story was considered, when this was first published, a ‘fallen’ woman is a case in point. This was unheard of in his time. The fact that, when Tess and.