When I had a paper to do, I would painfully write it out in longhand. Then we would drive downtown, Kathy would open the office, sit at her computer a...d type."I thought she was typing my draft. It turns out that she has been totally rewriting it ... on the fly." He looked around the room and said, "I'll bet you can all remember sweating bullets, spending weeks sweating a term paper? I sure did. Can you imagine this woman writing a law school paper in the same time it would have taken her to. But this time she sent me a message saying that she had been thinking about me, how am I doing and so on.We chatted on Messenger during the next few days and then she suddenly asked me if I would like to see some naked pictures of her. Well, of course. After a few minutes she sent me three pictures. One showing her butt, one showing her boobs and one showing her face. All naked. I said that she looks great, and I really meant it. She had fantastic round butt, really nice boobs and her face was. Thanks to her short time living there, it looked identical to when she’d moved in, walls still clean and white, carpets (cheap, but new) unstained and unfaded.She’d opted to leave behind most of her furniture. That included her living room sofa, the kitchen table set, and pretty much everything in the bedroom save for the mattress. Brent’s house was fully furnished so she had neither the need nor the space for any of it.The mattress she had removed and disposed of. Leaving behind the mattress. When Alice was 15 her stepfather decided he had had enough of his infirmed wife and left the home. Alice’s mother was devastated and Alice put her energy into helping her mother adjust to the changes. Alice had very mixed emotions about her stepfather. On the one hand she liked the little games they played. The games never went to the point of Alice feeling threatened by her stepfather but then again she knew that what they did was wrong. As a result she felt very guilty particularly those.