Castinghim, my love, in light and shadow as strawberry color somehow, and wehold and are together. Nothing in the world will split us apart. We haveco...unted each other's cells. We have paced the thoughts in the topographyof each other's brains so brazenly, so carefully, so artfully, that weknow the very grooves of each other's brain.We remember c***dhood together. We remember the first time we saw eachother in the seventh grade and knew we were destined forever, blond andblond, and hopeless with. "I guess its fine." Good." Jane declared. "Why not try the ivory blouse then?"Bob removed the blouse from the plastic hanger and placed his arms in it. As he buttoned it, he noticed the buttons seemed to be on the wrong side."They're all that way. You'll get used to that, Hon." Jane advised, helping button the little blouse.With the blouse on and all buttoned up, Bob looked at himself in the mirror."Not bad." He exclaimed."You're becoming an attractive woman, Bob." Jane admitted, again using. "And with that, she pulled me on top of her, still holding my penis in her hand ... directing it ... aiming it ... putting it where my natural urge to help her get me on top of her body would unknowingly assist in moving my penis toward her head. It all happened so fast that I wasn't aware of it at all until furnace-like heat surrounded my entire penis in one flash of time, and the sweetest, happiest, most indescribably joyful groan burst from Phoenix's mouth. Her hands came to my butt cheeks. With Bobby, she'd been the one to move things along, and she had to admit it was pretty cool to be chased. This had been going on even before Bobby had moved away, and she felt somewhat guilty for not telling him about it. But she hadn't wanted him to worry or perhaps (shudder) break things off with her when he moved.But in this class, she could relax and focus on the project, which today was to make a basic pot out of clay.The initial shape was formed by first rolling the clay into long thin.