I was fucked up, and there was no doubt about it.Monday was a rainy holiday, so Jake and I hid out at the shopping center. There was a new video game ...ut, Pac-Man, and we spent all afternoon feeding quarters into the machine, taking turns with the joystick. It was mind numbing, and I thoroughly enjoyed it.Reality came crashing back down on me on Tuesday, however. It was a mild, sunny day, but there were thunderheads inside the school, evident every time I saw Becky. If looks could kill, I would. She motioned me to the private office."Her file is clean, I mean squeaky clean, not even a drivers license. It looks like someone filled in the blanks on a form, it's so clean. I'm trying to get school and college records to cross check them," Jenny said."I have them here or should I say the ones that were submitted with the employment application. The lowest grade she received was a B+," I said."Maybe that is the problem. She was a goody girl to keep Mom paying for her choice of college and. "It would be such a shame to take those away so soon," I added slyly,echoing what I knew to be her thoughts."Yeahhhh," she sighed dreamily."Look at it this way," I offered. "If you do this for me, you will learnhow to make me pretty for you. I would love for you to be my personalmakeup artist."That brought a dimpled smile to her lips that made my heart melt."How many lessons are there?" she asked softly."The introductory course is twenty-five lessons," I informed my hubby,"but Faye told me. An advocate of physical fitness, she constantly could be found in the college weight room, running at the track, or swimming in the pools. She had a powerful, compact figure with shoulder-blade length brown hair, tan skin and piercing blue eyes. Many a male (and some female) students would spy on her as she swam gracefully in her rather revealing two-piece bathing suit. And you were no exception to that!“Would you like to go out for coffee later,” Janice asked, shuffling around some paperwork..