. a shape that I now understand, but doubt I will until the next Halloween. When it will all start again. Now the bright, white shape increases in int...nsity, the only thing my confused mind can concentrate as it burns itself into my mind in place of all the memories.All I see is a grouping of circles. One large circle forms the perimeter of the symbol. Four circles are then contained within the major circle. Somehow I know that all four inner circles are the exact same size. One of the circles. He was about to reach over to tap her on the shoulder when he caught Amy's reflection in the mirror opposite. Sat between her elder sister's outstretched legs, the party girl was having her damp blonde locks blown by the dryer and teased with a stiff hairbrush. Both girls were naked.Matthew's eyes remained on Amy's reflection in the mirror, appraising her girlish frame. Just turned fourteen, her body was still developing, tits yet to swell. The nipples were puffy, proudly pierced defiantly, in. As a teenager, I had even had a crush on him. I never let him know it, of course. Nat was 6 years older than me and even as a teenager, I knew it was a futile girlish dream.He had always been there though, allowing me to cry on his shoulder. He had even rescued me from becoming a victim of my own teenage recklessness by pulling an overly amorous boyfriend off of me just before "No" became rape. But above and beyond all of that, Nat was really good company. Well, he was when he wasn't acting. I smiled proudly.I joined the crowd; somebody gave me a cup again, and I was siping thebeer peacefully when something hit me. I turned around to see Brenda,the captain of cheerleaders squad. Somebody told me that before Iarrived, she was famous for having the biggest breasts on campus.Without warning, she splashed me with the cold beer and started toscream at me. "You fucking whore! You touch James again I will killyou!"Brenda grabbed another beer and threw it at me again. I tried to pushher.