I took off my suit and other men's clothing, stood naked on the carpetand putting my arms out slowly turned in circles feeling the air on mybody. My a...artment was a mess of boxes and piles of clothing and booksto be given away but right then it was a paradise. My suit, tie andshirt went on the "give away" pile, my briefs and t-shirt into a garbagebag. I saved a few men's items just in case I needed them and they werestuffed in a small duffle bag. Now, however, there was nothing in mycloset or. Sometimes he would force other people into doing the work, and other times he simply grabbed a red pen and changed the grade himself. It had worked pretty well until they started mailing printed report cards when he was in high school. That had taken some different ingenuity. In the end, he found, sleeping with the female teachers and blackmailing the male ones worked out perfectly. After he had graduated high school he had to really find some form of money without having to work for it. He had. Those clothes ... yer ... well ... um...”Jessie was fumbling around as she tried to formulate a convincing reply.“Well ... you see ... um ... you see it was so hot yesterday afternoon that Kate started messing around with the garden sprinkler and Paul, her brother, was also home and he ... he sort of pushed us both into the water so ... so ... we both got all soaked and Kate let me use some of her dry clothes when it was time to come home.”Jessie Harper did not turn around to look at her mother. It's how I'll end each night here as well."Dominique squat down next to me and brushed her fingers across my face."I don't usually read on the pot though." She giggled at my widening eyes awkwardly and bopped my face with the back of her book. "How 'bout we break in my new reading chair?"Back at home, in the safety of my apartment, I'd fantasized about this moment too many times to count--Dominique sitting on my face--being forced to endure the weight of her perfect body as she pressed.