One day, I was outside and I have just finished cutting my grass. She pulled up to my neighbors house to get her k**, and I left my mower out thinking...I could put it away later, and starting shooting basketball. Then her and her son, and my neighbor came out from their house and started talking. I realized that they were staring at me while they were talking, but I just ignored it and kept shooting, even though I felt a little creeped out. I was trying to hear what they were saying, and all. Scrolling through his email, he saw Mr. Dashel had sent along the information the senator had promised the night before. Multiple phone numbers were included as well as an address and room number of her dorm, along with a picture of the girl.Most people would say Mary Jane was relatively attractive, although based on the descriptions her mother had given the night before, this picture probably did not match how she usually looked. Like her mother, Mary Jane had light reddish blond hair,. I walked back up the hard wood steps and smiled as the click of my heels echoed in the stairwell. I love that sound. I got to the first radiator that needed the air bled from it. I pushed the key that opened the petcock into place and twisted it open. I heard the hiss of air escaping and waited for the hot water to start dripping. It took sometime for it to fill so I stood there rubbing my legs together enjoying the feel and the sound that came from the friction of the nylon touching and moving. Yes, Us. We Are.Pleasure beyond measure. Creating Life. Nurturing Life. Accepting Death as painful necessity. Plants and fields will grow. Animals and humans be fertile, creating more Life, more pleasure, more Good. Sara felt a pulse of something radiate out from Her body against the bathroom wall. She felt trees surrounding her house on Signal Mountain, extending a mile or so in every direction with Her as its Center touching plants and animals and people. And bees and butterflies and moths..