Young Beau, as the household staff took to calling him, found a soul mate in the television. TV at the time provided an array of pabulum for the soul,...instead of fascinating titillation for the mind. Clichés and slogans were the order of the day, in both programming and commercial interruption. Before he could walk, Young Beau was well versed in “TV talk,” as his late mother would have put it. Had she survived, he would have had a succession of the brightest tutors, most talented musicians and. Catching a glimpse of myself in the bathroom mirror opposite me I saw myself sat on the white toilet seat in my slutty black outfit. My lipstick smeared around my mouth, my black mascara and eye shadow smudged through my watering eyes. The best part was the cum dripping from my face. Stinging one of my eyes and on my nose, cheeks, forehead and chin he had shot all over my face. Such a hot, slutty and nasty look I loved it.Turning my attention to the other guy on my right I decided I was going. “Sorry Steven and I really should be going. I’ll see you later. I’ll be sending Kyla a message later. Oh and is she seeing anyone? Because I think I’d like to ask her out.”Before I could say anything Steven rushed her out of my room after that question. After that, I kept away from the swimming pool for a couple weeks. But I did hang out with them. Each day I felt better about spending time with them. I started to feel silly about the fears I had because of that stupid dream. I also thought a. You don't believe in that stuff do you?" He asked."Where are you from?" Jim asked."Benhill," Mike said"I got some friends in Benhill. I have been living on this river all my life since I was little boy. There are weird things that happened here a long time ago. I hear spirits roam the banks at night and such." Jim rabbles on about how he knew about all these things. Mike was intrigued. Jackie joined in on the conversation. Jim let Mike know that Jackie was his girl friend and Jackie has seen.