I went home for thanksgiving break and found out my bf was going to the military. We figured out we should be friends until he gets back and he would ...eep in contact. I went back to the university and as soon as I came in the door my room mate was waiting for me. I was sad and angry, I had mixed emotions about me and my boyfriend breaking up and him going into the military. She knew something was wrong. She hugged me and asked what was wrong. I told her the news about me and him. That night she. *TAT* *TAT* *DIDDLE-TAT* The snare beats as I lead the band out of the stadium to our buses. The mood is tense and everyone can tell I am not pleased. Our football team was crushed by their opponents and the other band played circles around us. As we reach our convoy of buses and a trailer, I calmly address my fellow band members. ‘At ease.’ I say, pausing a moment before continuing. ‘I know tonight was our first away game of the season, but what I saw out there today was unorganized and. I’ve always been proud of my body, but since I devoted myself entirely to serving my brother’s needs, I knew that it had to be in the best possible shape. Every morning, I remove every follicle of hair below the neck, and then spend at least an hour at the gym, hitting the treadmill.When I first started going, I would wear my standard gym gear - track pants and a sweater - but as soon as my brother learned where I was spending my mornings, he insisted that I wear a bit less. He said that he. Wait until she's talking to someone else." I suspect the second part of that admonition may have been my own addendum. So I waited a few moments until she was engaged with Ann and then let my eyes fall to the rest of her body. Like Ann, she was wearing a flowing robe, unbelted and hanging open. It was thrown on as I might throw a sweater over my shoulders, ostensibly in case it got colder, but actually, mostly for the appearance.While her legs were long, she was not geaky, for her slim torso.