Not with the big campus but with emotions. The desire to go to college, to study and learn, was stronger than ever but she saw no way it might really ...appen. She felt excited at seeing the facilities and at the same time nearly ready to cry at the thought that she would probably never make it here.Emily had skipped John’s tour of the football facilities and instead walked over to the engineering part of campus. She was wandering around the building, looking at the displays in the Civil. She didn’t like talking to the men she dated and enjoyed being in control. All she really wanted was their cocks. Jennifer also had another passion, the occult. She had been inhabiting old bookstores and various “New Age” shops and eventually had come across an intriguing Ad in a 50 year old magazine. It was in the “erotic magic” section of the classifieds. It read: “Living amputations. Serious inquiries only. 375 Miller Lane. Interview required.” It. " We hugged and kissed, the students walking by looking at the mismatched couple giving us extra space as if we projected danger.Looking across the traffic circle, I spotted the great poet and his wife with a couple other men sitting on their porch. I told the old flapper I wanted to visit. She said to wait while she collected our daughter.Like I had been, my daughter felt at ease with the noise of public gatherings and slept in the ranger's arms. As we walked across to the great poet's house,. After dinner I went back to my room and tried to get caught up on some of my school work. I could see that it was going to take a few days to actually get all the stuff I missed done. I knocked out a bunch of it before my eyes started to get tired and I just needed a break. I looked longingly over at my guitar. I had not been able to play at all since the fight because it hurt to hunch over it when I was playing. Believe me I hadn't stopped playing because I wanted to.I had been taking lessons.