Francine's hand hovered in place. She could open the diary and get someanswers, but perhaps they weren't answers she was ready to see."It's probably n...thing more than doodles and sketches," Francine said asshe opened up the cover.A picture of a big daisy drawn in pencil was on the front page with thewords "John and Crystal, BFFs 4evr" written in large friendly pinkletters.Francine let out a sigh of relief. Her son's privacy was still protected.She turned the page and read:"It's a new year and. She was a beautiful girl. Long slender legs, auburn hair, great skin (that's where I got the idea for Hemp oil and Shea butter for me to use), and she had a smile to die for. I was instantly attracted to her. She gave no indication to me that she also preferred women. She was a class act. Katie and I ended up becoming best of friends, and eventually rooming together. She would come over and we would study together, and of course talk about life in general, and maybe share a bottle (or 2 or 3). I had returned from a business trip on a seriously delayed flight and finally got home after 1AM. Even at that hour I needed a shower before bed and eventually wandered into my bedroom still drying myself and obviously naked. In the 15 months I had lived there I had never shut the blinds on the window facing the duplexes for two reasons. One, it was always empty and two, it has never bothered me if a neighbour wants to look at me in various stages of dressing and undressing. As I towelled my. . short skirt...tight top... black thigh highs. Show off them tits and legs. And get some sexy underwear. Get your hair fixed. Get some sexy perfume. I want you to be HOT!! Ok?”Ok Marvin. I’ll look hot for your customer. But Marvin, I hate you.“Ok girl I’ve gotta go now but I’ll call you later this week. Look for your money in the morning. I’ll send it Fedex. You said that you’re going out shopping this afternoon so you can start looking for that hot outfit. And girl, take care of.