" Cyn's need for sex wore me out that night, but as exhausted as she had gotten me I still couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned, stared at the walls an... ceiling and pictured Cyn lying naked on a bed with her legs spread wide and making "come here" gestures to a room full of faceless black men. In the morning over breakfast I casually asked Cyn if Kansas City was her territory. I saw alarm in her eyes and then she said, "No, Kansas City belongs to Dave, why?" Just a thought. I have to fly over. ” I cover my breasts with my arms, but I know that all the men are staring at my private parts now, and can see my shaved pussy clearly as I walk past. I feel so ashamed and embarrassed, terrified of being so exposed in front of all these people. Suddenly a lifeguard is standing in front of me. He is staring at me. “This isn’t a nudist beach, you know.” “I know. I’m trying to find my clothes,” I reply. He looks down at my pussy, and I cover it with my hand, and try to cover my breast with my. I knew she was musically talented, I knew she got good grades—once we got into seventh grade she started vaulting into all the advanced classes, so I saw her more and more, and then she skipped eighth grade entirely and entered Mount Hill the same time I did. And… She always seemed busy. Like, you know, How does she possibly get all this done? Doesn’t she have any friends? ‘Well, the answer was… Not particularly. Her best friend, Stasya Fyodorevna, got left behind when she came to high school a. She cupped it in her hands, leaned back against the counter and took a few sips. “Gail always keeps a pot boiling, especially on nights like this. Are you here for the party?” He asked.“Ummm, no I’m not,” she answered. “I came to talk to a Dr. Hathaway?” her voice trailed off. “Ah, I see. Well, if it’s Gail you are here to see, my dear, then yes, you are in fact here for the party.” He placed the hat back on his head tipping it slightly as he shuffled past and disappeared into the house. Cara.