I could do a little tidying,a way of saying thanks to Fi and avoiding catching a look at Jamie'semail. I decided I'd spend the morning cleaning and th...n face theoutside world after lunch.With the French doors open and 6 Music on the DAB radio the morningpassed quickly. I didn't have any problem with housework. After mumleft us, I'd helped my dad out around the house. He'd made it a 'team'thing with music and jokes. Thanks to his positive reinforcement, Ifound it almost meditative.I'd been. The kiss was over....I blinked and looked up at her. She was already looking towards her boyfriend, still lost in his phone.Tess took my hand and pulled me tot the side of the piano. She leaned back against the satin finish and spun me around. My back to her, Tess lifted my hair unclasped the top of my dress. With a small shake of my shoulders, the dress pooled at my feet. I kicked the dress free as she spun me back around, now just in my panties standing against the girl of my lustful dreams. "May I take my shoes off please, they're hurting my feet?" Of course, make yourself comfortable."I went into the kitchen and poured her out a glass of coke and a whisky for myself,"There you go." I handed her the drink and sat opposite her,"OH MY GOD!"She was sitting with her feet up on the sofa and her knees tucked under her chin giving me a mind blowing view of a narrow strip of panty between her cheeks and a hint of pink flesh peeked out from either side.She saw me looking and giggled."You. But, as I said, school.We found a subtle change in Blankenship’s class. He was still as caustic and critical of our drawings as ever but he spent more class time talking about what makes a good drawing. The first half of the semester had all been materials and techniques. The second half seemed to be more focused on composition and art. I wasn’t fond of having every drawing I did ridiculed, but I had to admit that I was learning to be a better artist.Studying Virgil’s Rome was a bit of a drag..