Shadow, by my side, growled. “Be cool, boy,” I whispered.“Good morning, what can I do for you?” I questioned, I had no hope for a civil conver...ation. Or in my ability to convince these guys to leave. The best I could hope for was time enough to think of a solution. And believe me, my mind was in overdrive.He started looking around at the house. “Nice looking place you got here, buddy. We were wondering if we could bum some water and grub from ya.”I pointed to the water trough. “Water’s free,. I called for Tushar, who was still having the sips on the cup sluggishly. He looked at the newspaper, clotting all of the stories from it.After a little while, he came out in his perfect corporate outfit, with his jaw dropping smile floating from his lips. I looked at him with a certain anger as to show my dissatisfaction of him always getting late, he kissed me for the apology. We left in a minute.Tushar stopped the car at the salon. He was about to press the button to unlock the door, until I. "Yes sir. This is one of my favorite classes." Still giving me the stern look, you raise your eyebrows and ask "one of them? What are the others?" I smile. You like to be the favorite or the best and this annoys you."Well chemistry is my other favorite class. While I love the subject it's Mr. D that I really like. He is patient and kind and really cares about the students. He wants us to be successful." You step from behind the desk and move toward me. I raise up realizing I have truly and not. "I stood there watching as Tammy adjusted her bra, walked over to mydresser and pulled one of my ? sleeve leotards out from under my jeansand stepped into the legs. I watched as she wiggled the dancewear up,adjusting the leotard around her bra. She then stepped into the pinkhalf-slip, turning it a little to make sure that the seam line was onthe side. She grabbed the skirt off the bed and stepped into it."I've never seen any shoes hidden around here, James. What would yousuggest with an outfit.