" Yes it is, you'll see." Why ?! Are you taking me to 5th and L after class? hahahaha G*d"Sherrie held her gaze on me as the lights dimmed and Profes...or Petun began the lecture.My ass was so sore from sitting up studying all night between my floor and springy bed, then for more than an hour in class.I stood while Coach reviewed the emerging choreography.Sherrie sat at my feet, her long sinewy legs stretched out in front and crossed at the ankle.My eyes traced the emaculate white laces. His Mae West needed a great deal of work, but he chimed in nonetheless, ‘and darling, isn’t it the truth.’ Chris threw back his head and laughed, a squealing, high-pitched peal, which earned him a growling, ‘faggot’ from someone in line. Will’s eyes saw red, and he glanced around, glaring. Other than the nails, he would have looked utterly ferocious. ‘Oh don’t you worry, I’ve got my mace,’ Chris said. ‘I’ll protect you from those big, bad breeders.’ Will was still a bit on the paranoid side,. There were six of them, and I certainly knew he sprayed at least the lion's share of the surface area of my rack. I didn't need to see it to confirm it; he brought out my sixth sense so to speak."I'm sorry, Mom," he apologized, catching his breath."What for, hun?" I inquired, coming towards him. "You don't regret this; do you?" No, but I wanted to last longer." Don't worry," I consoled him, stroking his johnson. "Who the fucks knows when your dad is coming back, so we have plenty of time to. Anything cold felt like a lifesaver. Pete was with the crew giving directions about the next take, and everyone walked around like zombies. The heat was really getting to everyone.Santa Fe was gorgeous, but the burning sun was something Jo could never live with. It got hot in LA, but not quite like this. She'd never done a picture in this part of the country. Almost every film she'd done to date had been shot in Europe or California. This was number seven and one she wouldn't forget too.