She was more driven than the other students. She stood there in a splattered smock in the center of the room, moving her brush back and forth. She wor... her khaki shorts. When she bent forward to get a closer look at what she’d just painted, her shorts moved upward on her thighs. Even then, after I'd already had her for months, her thighs looked too good to be true. Brie didn't hear me. I wrapped my arms around her from behind and she gasped and the paintbrush jerked off the canvas. "Oh God,. "Hi Kara," Oliver began, "Barry's at a bar trying to drink his sorrows away even though he can't get drunk, what did you do to him?" he asked."I made a mistake, a can-possibly-break-up mistake." Kara replied."Well, Barry has made it clear to me that he doesn't want to speak to you," Oliver began, "Ever. And he also said that maybe it's best that he disappears in 2019 because you've found his replacement."Kara's heart broke at Oliver's statement. She was the one finding out a way to keep Barry. Maybe if I move she will stop. I moved my hand over my head to get see if she’ll stop, but she continued to hold on to it. She even squeezes it harder and stroked it some. I finally looked over at her and asked what she is doing. “I’m so sorry. I can't help it, it's so big and I’ve wanted to do this for so long. Please don’t tell anyone.” She cried. “But Missy is sleeping right next to me we can't do this.” I whispered to her. “Please I’ll be quiet.” She whispered into my ear. With that, I. .. Come on ... You can doooo iiiiit!” – and giving her behind another cheeky little wiggle ... Bouncing side-to-side ... He lets out an almost involuntary bark, seemingly surprising himself, and making her wince a little ... Then he launches forward ... Lurching up over her backside, almost jumping onto her back, grabbing around her narrow hips with his front paws, and then pulling his wide chest up over her, his hind-paws finding the edge of the seat and allowing him to push up and over her –.