“No! Along my spine!” Shirley growled impatiently.Ed moved his thumbs to her spine and a memory surfaced. He closed his eyes and felt the memory t...ke over and let his thumbs move up and up as the image of the text book flashed by in his mind. He did feel a few new misalignments but they were small. He popped them and moved on and Shirley gurgled her happiness as his thumbs reached the top and began their way back downwards. Her pain was gone once more!His eyes were still closed and he was. ’ Her response was to grab me with two hands and jerk me off even harder. The booth was in a corner in the back, and it was fairly dark, but not so hidden that someone looking over wouldn’t be able to figure out that a girl was yanking some guy’s meat. ‘Jesus, Bonnie.’ I whispered, looking around feverishly. Bonnie, too, was scanning the room. At one point an elderly woman turned our way, looking for the waitress, and Bonnie froze. But once the woman turned back, the jerk-off session continued.. Leigha realized that the woman was still tied up. If she pulled very hard on those rough ropes it would badly scrape her wrist."Tell me." It was Dusty again, teasing something out of her. Leigha just didn't quite know what it was he wanted."You know."Dusty leaned over and gently caressed her breast through the cloth."This?"She gave him a little moan for his effort."No-o-o-o-o." She barely spoke."Let's see what you got that I might want."Dusty started unbuttoning her dress. Slowly, in a. Of course, I never really throw away a canvas. That would be silly. I just paint over it with white paint, or some other color and begin again. Canvas is to expensive for a starving artist to just throw out. Again, there may be some wealthy painters who just throw them out the window, but I’ve never met any. I went to work sketching out my vision, integrating the features of each picture and making it my own. In a couple of hours I was finally finished with stage one and I really did need to.