Painting, she said, was the only way to release all the emotions and desires she had within her. ‘I live vicariously through my subjects.’ She lau...hed but I could see deep into her gorgeous blue eyes that it was the truth. I wanted to slide over next to her and hold her tightly soothing her and making everything better but I could only reach across the table and take her hand in mine. She didn’t move her hand but instead clasped her other hand over mine. ‘I’ve been hogging the conversation,. ”I whispered back; “No problem, I just need two forms of picture ID, your telephone number and the promise of a date Friday.” She smiled and we listened to the class. When class was over, and she was closing her laptop, I said; “Fair Damsel; I am Sir Carter Renfro, protector of the innocent and not so innocent. Wouldst thou do me the honor of accompanying me to the yon coffee shop for a caffeinated beverage? My treat.”She laughed and said sure. We walked toward the door and she nodded in the. When I was out of surgery the doctors were working with me to try to help me recover my memory of who the hell I was. Except that nothing they were talking about made the slightest bit of sense to me. Schools that I had gone too were just names. People listed in my records meant nothing to me. I would go into complete funks periodically, primarily because I had no identity. I didn’t exist except for the damn records. But eventually they got me to the point that I was willing to accept that even. Lana was very interested in the fact that the two girls were riding in very short skirts and it had not escaped any of their attention that they were wearing nothing else under them. Every now and then they would notice the girls grounding their bare twats into the backs of the horses they were riding, needless to say that the girls were starting to get hot, especially when they noticed a steady flow of liquid running down the sides of one of the horses. There was no mistaking where the flow.