I can draw an awesome stick figure if I try though, but as you might have figured out by now, this wasn't about the artwork...I live just down the str...et from our local community centre, and I was surprised to learn that art classes like this actually happen so close to home! The next class I could join in was a week away. Believe me, that week couldn't come quick enough! sleeping at night that week became a mixture of pondering, excitement, fantasies, masturbation... There was definitely. Pat was shy and retiring while I tended to talkthe ear off anyone I could corner. Pat wore grunge most of the time and sweatswere considered dressing up. I wore anything with color, flash, and glitz. Themore leg and cleavage I showed, the better.--- O ---Pat's departure from the testosterone soaked family of morons; otherwise knownas a father and brothers, for college, was the first step to the real Pat. . Pathad won several competitions but the physical and mental toll had been terrible.The. After making her lie down on her bed, I retrieve the large red and blue candles from yesterday. Drawing lines and doodles in wax on Anna's skin has given me the idea to draw something more well-defined. I start out on the space between her neck and her breasts and slowly dribble the word 'SLUT' in hot red ink onto her white skin. Yes, I know, how original. Whatever.Next, I draw two vertical lines crossed by two horizontal lines on her stomach, creating a grid. "Let's play tic-tac-toe, Anna. I'm. .." Fine," Smitty said with a shrug. "I'll find some other cow in the pasture."Bernice looked as if she was slapped in the face.Another shrug, and Smitty stood up from his seat on top of the filing cabinet. He spied Bernice's underwear that he removed earlier and quickly snapped them up.Bernice was still a bit shocked at Smitty's actions, and she reached out to grab her underclothes, but Smitty smacked her hand away."If you won't suck me, then I can use these rags to clean myself off." No!".