If they don’t have enough water, the tomatoes won’t grow to full size, and some blossoms won’t set, reducing the quantity and quality of tomatoe... produced per plant.Seeing how well the tomatoes were doing, I emailed Dad, telling him that we should cover the third tomato field, too. The fields in North Carolina never produced this heavily or this soon. An outdoor field would only produce for three to four months. The greenhouse would produce heavily for at least eight months, more than twice as. 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 guy, Mr. Johnson, came in twice to model. Maybe it gave the girls a thrill to stare at a real live. “I know they’re turning me on,” continued the judge. “Their exposed tits heaving with each of their nervous breaths. Which one would you like to screw?” The question caught Mary off guard as she snapped out of the fixation she had on Keeli’s chest. “Um, I’m sorry. What?” “You heard me. Which hot young slut do you want to touch, to taste?” Mary glanced over and grinned slowly, a very small but apparent grin played on her wet lips. Mary hadn’t even noticed she had licked them. “I guess, Keeli,”. "You get to see me in this, like everyone else." Not even as a reward?" Joel's tone of voice was playful, but I could tell he really was hoping I'd agree to it. That's what made it flattering."Maybe afterwards," I relented. "But only as a thank you." His eyes lit up. "And it doesn't mean we're having sex or anything either," I added, just in case he was getting the wrong impression.By the time I called for Joel to come back in, I had everything ready. I was wearing the catsuit, which covered my.