I’ve been reading and think I’ve another side to bite into.”“Tell me. But try not to mix too many metaphors.”“OK. Anyway, I was looking at...Williams’ old book Television [1974]. He says [she read] ‘The photograph is in one sense a popular extension of the portrait’. But that’s only true in a very limited sense. I think people in general took far more photos of places – houses, trees, mountains – than of people. Think of post cards. People go to the shore or to a park and buy pictures of the. " It even soundedlame to my ears!"Aww, c'mon Tina!" There was that feeling again and I watched as mybumps became more prominent and pushed out another inch! I needed to getrid of Ben and work on an idea of how to get out of from under thiscurse."Nope, sorry. Can't tonight. I'm ... going over to the old mansion andlooking around." Actually that's not a bad idea! I got this thing fromthere, so maybe I could just return it! Maybe that was the key! Justreturn the item back to where I found it!"Are. 00 tip. All I had really done was to be nice and shake the girls at him. Well there was that feel of my ass too. However, I would let you rub my ass anytime for $65.00. That was also only the beginning of the night. Before the night was over, I went home with over three hundred dollars in tips.Holy shit that was more than I made all week working there I thought. I returned home a happy little server that night. I also returned home horny as hell from all the men grabbing my ass or staring at my. Drawing the pictures brings the memories back. I have some that I’m frightened to start drawing because I know they’re bad memories even if I don’t remember what they are yet.”Then she frowned and she said, “I don’t know if that made sense or not.”So I said, “I think I understood what you were saying.”She smiled and she gave me a little squeeze and then she said, “That’s good.”So we got out of bed and she looked down at herself with this horrified expression on her face.Then she said, “Why am I.