Her memories were treasured, but they began souring as she dwelled on the fact that she had participated in "their" event. Mardi Gras wasn't "hers," n...t that anyone would claim to own it, but it certainly would never belong to a woman from North Carolina. It made her seem a stranger in... not a strange land - strange as it was, but a known land. And that just made her mad.Steven had noticed her turn in mood, and it was him, ironically, she thought now, that had suggested she talk to Louise. Thanking her I head up to the second floor to look for a quiet spot to study. It's pretty deserted and I easily find an open desk and computer station. Spreading out my work I get down to studying. After a few hours I've put a dent in my reading and made good headway on a research paper. I need to take a break so I gather my things and head to the first floor. There is always something going on down there. Lectures, how to classes, competitions, movies showing , grad students conducting. Ryan was almost four and they still did not know who had fathered the child. Thomas walked into the conference room and sat across from Diane. He smiled at the two remaining women in his life. Age had him wondering what had gone wrong with him and Diane. He looked at Isla and an over whelming love just swelled his heart. He saw the pain in her eyes and felt helpless to help her. He knew he had not been the best father, but he did what he could. Thomas drew his attention back to the voice of. " and I nodded, not having any idea what she was talking about.She put her hands on Mr Johnstone's chest. "I always see you looking at my tits when you come over here. Do you like my tits?"Mr Johnstone nodded."Good."She pulled off her shirt and reached around and unhooked her bra, making a little show of letting it fall off of her chest.She has average sized tits, with perfect large pink nipples. This wasn't what I was thinking about though. My mouth was open, and I was genuinely shocked at.