He was almost cheerful when discussing his passion, literature, in class but when he had a demand, no one would dare to ever question him, or what he ...anted. I hurriedly put on little lace panties, a white button up blouse and plaid kilt. I knelt down and reached under the bed for a pair of my white knee high stockings and my black Mary Janes. “Don’t give me that look,” I told the giant 6’ ft teddy bear who sat on the edge of my bed. I glanced at my full length mirror on the wall, my amber. But he’s YOUR guardian. And my mother would kill all of us if she even thought Spencer had a thing for me. Leave aside that a dating situation were to evolve. She‘d be having kittens if she even knew we were having this conversation” Carly thought he saw a hint of something. Maybe she kinda wanted something to happen. “Ok ok. Slow down and keep it down. We don’t want anyone to hear you. Look, Spencer and I were reading some fan mail. Something was sent to me. I asked Spencer about it;. I guess I’ll go finish the soup and get ready to feed my girls.Merck was pleased with the painting. He was blown away when Mary came into our class, stripped off her clothes, and lay on the desk in front of the painting to pose.“As a thing is more perfect, the more it feels of pleasure and of pain,” she said. She maintained the pose through a thunderous round of applause and then grabbed her clothes and ran out of the room.“This is what we mean by the influence of Literature on the Arts,” Merck. ”The Major jumped forward. “Did I just hear you say that private? Do you know the punishment for that kind of talk in this army?”“When did we join the army?” Private Kelly asked sarcastically. “Last I heard we were supposed to be on some kind of pleasure cruise. It must be that considering we have a boy captain.”The Major turned to look at Private Kelly. “You don’t want to be in the military? Is that what you are telling me? I was going to inform you that your concubines would be picked up by a.