He swatted me on my big ass, and I scurried to the bathroom with my make up bag to start getting ready. Once inside the spacious bathroom, I turned on...the shower as hot as I could stand it. 102 degrees, according to the digital readout. I dropped my clothes on the floor, and stepped inside the stall. Hot water beat down on my face and chest. I washed my hair quickly, and was rinsing when I spied Clinton standing, naked and partially erect, beside the vanity. "Wanna wash my back, baby?", I said.. Things kept getting hotter untilfinally, with temper flaring, she stabbed her finger out toward themagazine in my lap."Do you think the women on those pages want to be ogled like that?" shesaid."If they didn't, they're beautiful enough they could have any other jobthey wanted. No one has a gun to their heads" I retorted."You don't know what makes them do those things." With that, she leanedover the seat and tapped the top of my head...twice. "But you will."That's it. Nothing else, I swear. The. I hear my sister start laughing and look up at me with twinkling eyes.“Dev, I haven’t heard you call me that in forever,” She says, smiling up at me.“Oh right, it has been a while. I was actually talking about my fish. I left him in the car in my hurry to see you. I bet he’s freaking out, I need to go get him,” I say, a little embarrassed by the situation.“You named your fish after me? That’s so sweet, Dev.” She says, her smile growing. “Since you’re already going out to your car, do you think. I didn't want to talk about my admiration-from-afar in chemistry class; or about my sympathy for the ill-mannered behavior of some of the guys around us."I guess I just didn't like the idea of someone thinking I'm a creep," I replied. "Even if you don't want to sit with me, I hoped you'd see me make the effort, and not automatically think I'm like some of the jerks around here." I gestured at the nearby tables with my chin.After a moment, her expression softened a fraction. "I did notice that.