." ... practically disowned me. I barely had enough to keep this big body fed." So how could you afford it?" Sandy bought it for me." She loves you."... I know. I love her too. I love you twenty times more." I know." I'm now officially and completely disowned, not just sort of." They know why you came to Chicago." I told them."Marisol nodded. "You should have forgotten me," she said to the gun in her hand. "Look what I've done to you." Too late." I'm terrible Phil. I definitely don't deserve. "Linda grinned and agreed to the meeting. "How'd you get on with Mrs Dougherty after school yesterday?" she asked you, clearly dying of curiosity."Okay," you replied, a matter of fact tone in your voice. "She's a pussy cat when you know how to treat her..."The girl's toilet was almost deserted when you brazenly entered it, the only two occupants being a pair of 'little uns' who were sharing a single cigarette. "Out!" you told them in a firm tone and, after tossing the dog end into one of the. "I interrupted her: "No, they aren't! I know you don't believe me but youare just perfect to me. There might be a small imperfection here andthere, but that makes me love you just more. You are a natural beauty.No silly silicon breasts - which ALWAYS look so ridiculous and fake.Yours are the right size and soft and fit to you so sweet. The crinklesaround your eyes show me your mood. They emphasis your smile and youlaughter and your loving looks at me. Your small mound makes your bellyso soft. I decided I needed to be more blatant, for I wanted nothing more than to watch some young thing (male or female didn't hardly matter!) discover my discarded text and witness their reaction. So, one brave or foolhardy evening near finals week, I placed a text in a study carrel and put myself several seats down.Only to have a middle-aged library custodian sweep upon it some 30 minutes latter and place it with hardly a glance into her pile "re-shelves." Was she illiterate?! Was she frigid? Did she.