But, eventually, the time comes whenthey seek out something I can't offer.Are you still reading? Seriously, aren't you sick of me yet? Well, I'mthinki...g of writing a series of these short monographs documenting mywork. After all, I am an artist. I create beauty.Speaking of beauty, I'm looking in the mirror and telling you what I seeas I brush my rich, thick chestnut hair falling in waves past myshoulders. Big kissable lips and perfect teeth. High cheekbones and largebrown eyes. A rich warm skin. She found them more attractive then the boys there. She never admitted to her friends and family that she was a lesbian but they kind of guessed as she never went on any dates with guys who asked her out. It was one rainy Thursday afternoon that Brittany's sexy little assistant, Lisa Parker, a petite blonde with shoulder length hair, a tight little booty and a big chest, came into Brittany's office wearing a tight knee length black skirt with a slit at the back, black heels, and a black top. " With a snort, George finished with his mailbox and started up the stairs to his apartment. Kelly followed close behind, cheerfully talking with George though it was nearly all a one sided conversation except for the occasional grunt. That didn't seem to bother her though. When George finally reached his apartment door a short while later and Kelly called out, "Talk to you later Mr. Atkins. Hope you have a nice night." George grunted, feeling relieved but at the same time rather.... "Cornwallis will bag him," seemed to be the consensus. He had left behind some infantry and a few dragoons under a fellow called Mawhood, that I had never heard of; commander of the 17th and a good soldier, they said.I rode back toward the creek called Assunpunk, or some such thing, through scattered signs of the day's fighting. I found my lieutenant, made my report and was told to get on back to Princeton, that the army was on the move. I looked at the scattered campfires down toward the cold.