The long hair she had earlier was now resting upon the podium and her real hair was cut very short and in the style one would expect to see on a twelv...e year old boy. She was starring at him standing there in front of the lockers. When she sensed him looking at her she blushed, but smiled. Her eyes were fixed on his, but then wandered back down to what caused her to gasp; his enlarged penis. “Sorry, I guess I can’t hide my excitement for what’s to come.” Travis smiled. “I guess not.” She. That’s basically the opposite of what you and your sensei do. And why you refer to it as the ‘school’ of the «shihan» in Japan.”“Very much so. We Americans tend to look down on protocol and formality, and we look askance at tradition. I’m as guilty of it as the next guy, but I question if that’s the right approach.”“But shouldn’t we question those things?”I smiled, “There’s the dichotomy again! Yes, we should question them, but we shouldn’t throw them out just because they’re old or because. She occupied her thoughts with fantasies about being a brunette or living in a colder climate. Anything to not think about Noah. At last, traffic began to creep forward. He sat on the concrete floor and stared at the oversized stretched canvas. The whiteness of it had overwhelmed him for months. He hadn’t painted since the beginning of the fall semester. It had been almost two years since his last big show, and he knew he had resigned himself to his role as professor. He taunted himself. We'll have secure parking for the bike and it will be walking distance to the French Quarter. Besides, I know how you like your coffee in the morning." That sounds good to me. How's Shelly doing?" She's doing well. She sends her love. She is going to work this summer and finish her last year so she will graduate next June. It seems like she just graduated and she's STILL in school. Carrying a double major and then wanting to continue the Masters Program is not leaving her a lot of time. She has.