" Maybe not, but if you're the only one I'm willing to let see it, then it makes perfect sense that you're the one I paint. So... take it or leave it,... he told her figuring that even though it was a thousand bucks, CJ would throw in the towel and forget this crazy idea. At least find someone else willing to do it if nothing else."Deal!" she said instead surprising him. "When?" How about now?" Now? Right now?" Yes! There's a bookstore down on the corner. Go purchase whatever book you want with. He was raised better than that. For that reason, and that reason alone, he had yet to have any of those college experiences that the lore speaks of. That was, until he met Annabelle. He’d always been a quiet, reserved kind of guy. He wasn’t a virgin, but he had a lot less notches on his belt than other guys, so to speak. Fisher had no idea how much his life, and sexual outlook would change when he enrolled for a summer semester course. He made his way into the lecture hall, just as the other. I'll handle it." Great..." More caresses on her feet.Megan smiled and stretched her legs. "So, husband with the I-ate-the-canary smile, what's up?"Alvaro nodded and grinned. "Big breakthrough at the labs this past week. We've been spending the last few months analyzing some data from four years ago." Oh yeah?" May 7, 2049 to be exact."Megan shivered. "The day Princeton burst our bubbles." Yes. Our new analysis seems to be conclusive. It wasn't the intersection of Princeton's bubble with ours. " She lowered her eyelashes and let her idle fingers stray to my codpiece. That got my attention as she began to measure it."Has she?" I asked politely, turning toward her and wiggling my trapped arm a bit between her upright orbs, the back of my hand at her soft belly."Oh indeed," she said, freeing me as her intended arrived in a cloud of dust and flying stones.On the third day I was trailing along behind the lovey-dovey pair, chewing tobacco and plotting ways to pluck Mrs. James from her.