Potter tells us to bend over and spread 'em."Christi looked over her shoulder at Mommy. "Would you mind not putting any Demerol in mine, please. I wan... to feel every delicious rip and tear." Why certainly, Christi," Mommy, smiled. "I guess you don't have a sensitive sphincter like Kathy and I do." Christi!" Kathy almost screamed as the tiny tube knocked on her tight backdoor. "You can't possibly be serious? She's going to put her whole arm up there!" Yeah," Christi said dreamily, "I know."The. Sure, there were people I saw every day. There were even a few that I had lunch with regularly. Melody, Sandra, and Amy seemed to catch up with me in the cafeteria more frequently than just our Friday class together. I didn’t really hang out with anyone, though. Back in high school, at least there were a few people I considered close friends. Here at art school, we were all outcaste. Even from each other. I never saw anyone smile.The second semester studio class was Figure Painting. The old. I’m a jeans guy…Gap, like that.’ ‘Well then. I design handbags. I also have a line of exercise wear and another line of jewelry. I’m very good at what I do, dear man.’ As we pulled into a house up in the Northwest Woods, Wayne was on the phone telling his friend to be ready and the friend was already walking out the door. ‘Mason! You’re looking raffish tonight!’ They cheek kissed. ‘Ray, we’re going to a private party in Sag Harbor. A ‘Tea Party’ on a yacht docked along the Long Wharf.’ I was. "Hi John, baby, glad to see you came back to visit!" she said."Hi Michelle, yeah I decided to stop by for a bit," I said."Michelle, John and I are going back to my room to talk for a bit. Can you and the other girls take care of things out here?" Vivian said."Sure thing Miss Vivian! Have fun John but remember, the next time you drop by you're my guy!" she said, smiling flirtatiously."Miss Vivian?" I asked as we reached the bottom of the staircase."The girls call me Miss Vivian because I run.