Claire was twenty, also involved in art and a student at nearby UCSB, she had met Elle at a lecture recently and they hit it off. and my small I mean ...mall - 5’0” tops and 90 lbs. soaking wet. Super short dyed blonde hair, big brown eyes and a distinctive nose, which really made her interesting, in a cute way of course. We walk in together, Elle is getting things set up inside the adjoining art studio and she welcomes us. We’re offered a glass of wine or a hit off some weed that Elle had. We. She had entered the gates of hell and there was no way out. Mechanically, she went through the motions of dusting and doing laundry, her fate beyond her ability to control.She prepared dinner as unenthusiastically as she had completed the housework. With the cooking under control, she dragged herself to the bathroom where she bathed, styled her hair and applied some makeup to hide the bruises. She again applied burn ointment to her nipple. The burn was not that serious, but still extremely. That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. To get your side of things.”“Oh. Right. Is that all?”“Give me your side of things and we’ll see.”I rolled my eyes. That didn’t sound good.“Okay. Well, basically, I told her I had a really good time that evening we spent together and asked if she wouldn’t mind doing it again.”“Yep, that’s what I thought you did.”“But she didn’t answer straight away. Then she asked me if I was asking her to be my girlfriend.”“And?”“And ... Well ... I kinda figured that’s. As to your question, when you were still a boy, I prayed that youwould be able to become the girl that you wanted to be. When realitychanged, I was Blessed to know so that I could be here, now." But why did you leave me and start dating Sheila Foxworthy?"We are related, on my Daddy's side through marriage." Okay, So you two could still...." Yes, but even so, I'd NEVER do it as I only have eyes for you."I hugged him deeply as he carried me over to the loveseat where I sat onhis lap, my back.