Rita saw this and made hand movements not to mess with me while she was gone, then mom waved her off and blew a kiss at me. A little while later Rita ...nd dad were heading out the front door as mom and I finished breakfast. She shook her fist at mom and mumbled something, but I couldn’t make it out. I finished up and headed to my room, just as I heard the car pull out of the driveway and drive off.I had a little time to kill until Rita came back, so I cleaned up my room, took a shower and sat. If you want to show me how grateful you can just take me to bed."She giggled and said, "Not only are you a pervert, you are a sex maniac as well." What I want to know," I told her. "Is whether you are going to stand here and insult me or take me to bed and express your gratitude?" Oh I am going to take you to bed Lover," she replied. "I just hope alcohol has not reduced your sex drive so much that you can't take advantage of it."With that she started to undress me and when my clothes were. " ... is Shahia's business," Lisa finished for him. "I know."She looked at him with an accusing glare. "How can I trust you?"Chris winced again, and then suddenly he was mad. How did he get himself to this point? Did no one trust him? Well, damn, that was going to change. He suppressed his anger, and shrugged. What could he say about that to Lisa?Lisa poked him again with her finger. "I know there's something badly wrong with Shahia, but she won't say a word to any of us. Except you, now. If. The painting stood revealed to the class. The drumroll stopped. For thelongest time, we all stood there like wax dummies, dummies being the maintheme, because we all had our mouths open.Bradley, this one kid, who always drew super heroes when we were supposedto be drawing still lives and shit, pretty much summed up everyone'sfeelings when he broke the silence and said, "Holy fuck."Michelle was right: the picture was a portrait of me. Short black hair,half-opened eyes, reclined in an.