- - - Once she had stopped any more pee from escaping her cherry red muff, she removed both of her hands and stood up, walking down the steps of her ...eck and stood in the middle of her yard and determining where to wee next. Her green-hazel colored eyes glanced around and finding nothing suitable, she squatted down where she stood and spreading her nether-lips with her hand once more, she resumed her toilet. Her honey colored urine shot out from her body again down onto the green grass and she. She went to the kitchen, grabbed a can of Pepsi and poured it into a glass with ice.Crystal was still dissecting the opening paragraph when Eleanor returned with the Pepsi and a bag of chips.Crystal accepted the Pepsi and said, "Your thesis is strong, but you're lacking that 'wow' opening." What do you mean?" Eleanor asked."Well, the Professor reads hundreds of papers in a year, so it becomes a rather monotonous task for her," Crystal began, although the inside scoop was that Prof Ham's student. Clad in a brown suede jacket, a white shell top peaking from beneath, a white flared skirt left over from last year’s petticoat craze, and brown suede cowboy boots of a decade ago, I looked, as Mr. McKay said, like a local. I pulled up in front of the Sanvalle Recreation Center. The immense old building was alight with golden Christmas tree lights. Candlelight from inside sparkled in the misshapen old glass windows. And from behind the building, the orange glow of a raging bonfire danced. With all the pandemonium taking place inside the room, I somehow managed to uproot my legs and began to scramble backwards still carrying the laundry basket. I'd made it as far as the stairwell when I saw Christy stick her head outside the door glancing down the hallway spotting me. Without thinking, I lowered the basket hiding my crotch, stepping forward as though I'd just reached the top of the stairs. Just about that time, Trina stepped from within the room looking at me as well."Hi. Just.