JJ moved into one of the lower class areas on the outskirts of town around the start of 7th grade. Nobody except the administration knew much about hi..., and nobody, even Katie knew if JJ where initials or his first name, he never answered when asked and the teachers always called him by JJ. When JJ came to the first day of class’s that year they shared a home room and found out that the schedule of class’s they had where almost identical. They even where excused from phys-ed , her for a blood. It was obvious from the bruises and scrapes on her buttocks and legs that she had been popular with the male outlaws before being relegated to the garbage heap for a hard night’s work.The woman’s English was limited and she spoke a foreign language with no clue as to what she was saying other than the fact she was terrified the men would come back and finish her off.Fortunately, the female had her name tattooed on her breast proclaiming her to be “Natasha” and at least she knew what to call. Bored stiff the only relief was the woman I sat next too wore a nice red top and being a big girl every time she leaned forward I got an eyeful of her tits , her big pink nipples looking up at me from down inside her top, made me smile , my wife noticed something was amusing me, and next time we met in the kitchen clearing away another course of plates ,she wanted to know , I told her to stand by my chair and look down , I walked behind the woman and made her lean forward again by carrying. That such a feature could improve uponCorreggio's masterpiece--or any of the other great painters' works whichDanielson had been commissioned to re-create--was preposterous.Nevertheless, art had fallen upon hard times, and a man, even a painter asbrilliant as Danielson, must eat and pay the rent.Therefore, with the greatest reluctance, and barely able to conceal thehorror of his sponsor's idea, Danielson had agreed to the terms of hiscommission, which was to replace the woman in each painting.