’ When I opened my eyes, what had previously been a spare bedroom, Sara had converted into her own drawing studio. In the corner of the room sat an ...easel with a rather large piece of paint spattered cloth covering whatever drawing it was beneath it. And as she moved gracefully across the room, Sara stood next to the easel with her hand on the piece of cloth. Right before she removed the material covering, she looked into my eyes smiling and said, ‘I’ve been working on this for almost two years,. She slid her fingers to his vest, pushing it off his shoulders with a seductive purr. He laughed at her, mocking her, challenging her. Rising to his contest, she slid the floating white silk off her shoulders. Arousal, not chill, caused her dusky nipples to stand proudly erect, her firm breasts revealed to him amidst a hundred people. She knew she should feel ashamed, at least a little modest…but she didn’t. She felt, if anything, over dressed. Slowly, the material slithered off of her,. "Even though we aren't going to follow him, I have an idea about cloning the Good Father's phone, maybe even the burn phone."Oh yeah what kind of idea?" Jeremy asked."I will follow him on the scooter and when he gets on the phone while driving, I will pull up along side and clone him. So we need that scooter today," I said."What if you can't keep up," Jeremy asked."Then you pick him up with the taxi and let me know where he is just to be sure I don't lose him."By 3 PM I had the scooter with its. Thinking quickly, I pull my shirt up in the front, and down in the back, making myself a little more presentable. I’ll have to live with the fact that I am still flashing quite a bit of cleavage, but at least it’s not as blatant as it was before. Taking several more deep breaths to calm myself I turn and exit the bathroom, making my way back to my psychology class. Part II When came back into the classroom, Mr. Edwards had his back to me and the rest of the class while he wrote.