Although I didn't actually think anything would come of it, I was happy nonetheless about being in the presence of such a hot girl for any time at all... I spent Friday night in the library gathering references and gettingideas, before calling Erica on Saturday morning to run them by her. We decided on a general topic and planned to meet Sunday at 2 in the afternoon at her place. I wrote down her address and said goodbye before hanging up the phone. I awoke on Sunday morning with the sun beating. "⦁ I liked the way the woman in the painting looked. She had her clothes off, but she still had this look on her face like nobody had better mess with her. I had seen some pictures of naked women in "Playboy", but they never looked like her. She was short, like me, and I liked that, too.⦁ Years later, I found the photographs she made. I remember her telling my mom about "Manet" and Olympia". By that time, I wanted boys, I wanted girls and by the time I was f******n, I wasn't staying home and. He glared back at her, and said, "Since you're being uppity, I guess I'm going to have to show you exactly what you've agreed to. If you get dressed and walk out that door, I'm not going to stop you. On the other hand, I'm not giving you permission to do so. If you leave, you will be defying me. If you stay, I'm going to either fuck you in the ass, or piss in your mouth."Lauren's eyes went wide at Steve's words, but she didn't move. She shivered, and tried unsuccessfully to tear her eyes away. " "Great!" Marie sighed in relief. "I'll call you Monday morning, okay?" "Okay." She said and hung up the phone. "Jennifer?" "Yes?" "Looks like he's ours until Monday." "You mean, she's ours." "Well, that's what he thinks. But technically, she can still perform as ahe." "I'll keep her tonight." Jennifer said. "Oh really?" Marie intoned. "You horny little lesbian you." "Well isn't that the pot calling the kettle black!" Jennifer retorted. "But we have that party tonight!" "So Michele goes with.