Among the impressionists, it's a tossup between Manet and Degas. My favorite sculptor is Rodin, but your man, Michelangelo, is a close second. Picasso...is one of my favorite modern artists, mostly because he was so prolific with so many art forms." Uh-uh," Jason said, interrupting me. "Pick one." Impossible."Will she cop out? Probably, he thought."Rothko," I said quietly."Who?" My favorite artist of all times is Rothko. When I was a little girl, Dad had to attend a conference in Washington,. . I love you, David, but I don’t think that I am much of those things,” she whispered, clinging to me as her hot tears dripped onto my neck.“I know CC, but you ARE those things; we’ll show you, Babe. I do love you too, you know. We just need to go slow, Babe. I don’t want to hurt you,” I told her quietly as she wet the neck of my shirt with her tears.I sighed, I felt nauseous still, and the gorilla in my head was still playing Donkey Kong in my skull. I was even more entwined into a. Everyone who knew me knew I was the perfect daughter, student, and friend. So how dare this pervert do this to me? While I sat and looked at the throbbing b**st in my face several thoughts ran through my mind. I should call my dad or better yet the police. But what would I say? It would be too embarrassing. I did not want to have the reputation of soliciting such actions from men. Wrestling with my moral dilemma I continued to look at the massive piece of meat before my eyes. It looked harmless. "As I said, it only took a few minutes, and luckily no one went to sleep. As I looked around Katy looked to be on the verge of asking a question but didn't say anything. I decided to see if we could get this over without too much additional trauma to the girls.I looked at Natty and said, "Natty, would you like to go next?" Jeff, could you just explain to Katy about me and Suzie? You know everything that happened. If I try to tell it I'm going to start crying. Katy, I hope you still like me.