"Good news," announced Crystal with a broad grin and a glass of mineral water in her hand. "We've got a gig arranged next week in New York State." New...York again!" Bertha exclaimed."Not New York City," Crystal elaborated. "New York State. Somewhere near a city called Syracuse. It's a festival they hold in a field not many miles from there. It'll be just like Woodstock or Glastonbury. It's called the Sisterhood Women's Music Festival."This announcement prompted a varied response. Although we. Willow Blythe McCarthy, age seventeen-and-a-half, senior at St. Augustine’s Private Girls College, sat quietly on her stool sketching in the school’s art studio. She listened to the sound of her charcoal lightly scratching at the paper mounted on her easel mingling with her breaths as she tried to shut everything else out of her scope of focus other than the nude model standing motionless in the centre of the room. Still, she was also quite aware of the art teacher, Mr Valcourt, strolling. Sorry about that Thats OK So Bobby would you like something to eat? What Id quite like first is a shower to wash away the grime of the flight Jessie led me upstairs and showed me to my bedroom. This is your room, Im just down the hall, and the bathrooms just opposite Ok thanks Why dont you get unpacked and Ill grab you .. I missed the last of the sentence as she headed out the door. It didnt take long to unpack I hadnt brought too many clothes, planning to restock while staying with Jessie.. " Ever thought that this would happen? That you and I would do this?" Not this. I mean I fantasized at times especially after a heavy session with your father. He used to say things about you and some of the girls: how touchy-feely you all were, how you hung together all the time. I told him he was just being his old pervy self, but he got me thinking. I never imagined this though..."Annie moved even farther away to give her hand some room, and her fingers hurt a little as they began to press.