“Sarah …” he sighs.“What?”“We have this conversation all the time.”“So?”“Well, if I haven’t convinced you before, what makes you...think this time will be different?”“I just need to hear it,” I say. It’s pathetic.“Of course, you’re beautiful.”“Thanks.” I don’t push him. It’ll just make him mad. I’ve run out his patience. And it’s not him. He says I’m pretty all the time. The problem is me. I know it’s me. The words all bounce off me. Am I beautiful? Beautiful like Reyna? Her dark skin and dark. ” I told him, as the guy agreed instantly…When I stood to grab my bag I made sure that he could see down my shirt and when he directed me to the store room I could almost feel his stare on my swaying buttocks.There was not fitting chair in the back room so I sat on an old desk as this black guy Devon eventually found the right size. He took his time again, no doubt so that he could continue to look at my cunt which was even more visible to him when I spread my thighs even further. I stood up. All five of us get one vote. If I'm right, you wear thedress to the party. If you're right, we find another costume. Thatweighs the vote in your favor with yourself and two friends to myselfand a friend. Does that sound fair?"Jack stared at her thinking, 'Of course it sounds fair. She alwayssounds fair but she always has a kicker in the deal somewhere that thatsneaks up and bites me in the ass. But I can't see it. I never can.'"Okay. I agree that it sounds fair but you're devious and always. It was still studying-sized (six-foot diameter), and I could easily read the spines of the books Julia had in her room. That was the most important test passed. Then I tried to create a fingertip in front of the sight blob. It created easily (actually they either "create easily" or don't create at all). I created a few more and used them to push things around on Julia's vanity, to make sure. In the kidnappers' basement and the hospital, I'd often failed to create NP-fingertips at a distance.