That hadn't happened in years, and the daysevents had let me in on the reason why. I suppose I sensed it on onelevel, but I just didn't want to admit...to myself.It wasn't the worst thing in the world to be considered. It's not likethey considered me a deviant, with the possible exception of Martha.I almost wanted to kick her out of the chair, but I didn't want an ex-client going around bad mouthing my salon and its "swishy" owner. Ifinished with her hair as I normally did and asked her how. I shuffled the deck and offered her the cut. She refused and so I went on dealing the two cards. I looked to see what I had. Yuck, I thought. A lousy two and nine of hearts. I flipped up the first three cards, a King of hearts, a ten of spades and a six of hearts. “Ha ha, try beating that” Naomi shouted as she threw her two kings down on the bed. “three of a kind.” “Calm down, I still have to more flips.” Though I really had hardly anything worth looking forward to. I flipped up the fourth. I printed the exam and went back to bed. Megan turned my way and mumbled something unintelligible. I put my arm around her and discovered that she'd put the T-shirt back on."What's this?" Megan asked the next morning when she saw the printout. She'd just come out of the bathroom, wearing the T-shirt. Her hair was brushed and her face looked scrubbed."It's a copy of Professor Ramsey's exam from a couple of years ago. A friend wrote it from memory after she'd taken the exam. The questions may be. Dakota's face softened as she saw the fear, and remorse on his face. She let go of her anger and stepped closer to him. Not quite touching but close enough to feel the heat radiating from his body."Apology accepted." as she used her hand to force Kits head up until their eyes met. She paused for a moment and leaned forward to kiss him again.It only lasted a few seconds before she pulled away. Looking at him, she realized something about the shy awkward guy standing in front of her. "Are... Are.