I was too young to understand why (dumb shit I was!). I never went futher than to touch her, and eventually she stopped "sleeping" on the couch. Ho...ever, my next sister (3 years older than me, and eventually ended up getting pregnant at 16!), used to have girl-friends over all the time, and they were HOT. One in particular was a tiny brunette (this sister was the red-head), who was tiny and petite. On this particular day, I was in my room and they were in hers. They were playing music loud,. Today was different, however.The park was mostly empty, as it was still mid-morning, and the heat of the day hadn’t brought out many people. But as he jogged, he saw a slightly older but very attractive woman slowly wandering down the path ahead of him. She was petite but very well proportioned, and sauntered down the path in a carefree relaxed manner. As he approached, she intentionally stared at him, and smiled perceptibly as he neared her. He smiled back briefly, though he thought he. You are strong enough to hold onto a walker to wipe your butt on your own. No way am I going to be in there this time,” Kelly told me as she got my pants off, got me into the bathroom and then put the walker in front of me. “Plus I have to get me some lunch and take care of a few things. You have the pull rope right next to you for assistance. I will have a nurse check on you every few minutes.”I won’t complain about getting a bit of privacy as I blasted out this vile-smelling poop. I hate. The vase was a canvas of reflections. I was lost in what I was seeing.The bastard blew a whistle!“Fuck!” I know mine was one of the voices that responded, but not the only one by a longshot. He started moving around the room immediately. There were eighteen of us in the class. As usual in Art, only four of us were male. It had been that way all the way through high school as well. Art is for sissies and no one wants to be a sissy. I didn’t care.“You need to work on perspective,” Blankenship.