" He turned to the girl. "June," he said softly, "Trust me and just relax." She nodded nervously, anxious at what he might do to her, unsure how she s...ould react."First, any student or teacher can ask you to stand still or pose you so they can look." He made an obvious show of examining her body, staring at her budding breasts and leaning slightly sideways to look at the "v" of her legs and the tiny folded slit residing there, graced by a few sparse dark hairs. He noted absently that she was. I reached for my clothes, and he looked up at me, holding out his hands, wanting me to give him my clothes.I looked at him like he was crazy and he snatched the clothes from my hands. He opened a closet along the paneled wall and threw the clothes behind the door. I couldn't believe when he actually pulled out a key and locked it. That's when I made yet another mistake with Mark.When Mark took and locked my clothes away I turned, picking up the file folder from his desk and started to walk. It is hideous to lose a parent when you are sixteen. It is an abomination when you lose ninety percent of your family on the same day, and not know anything about the person you are being shuffled off to for the next two years of your life. If it is a SOFT landing as Delicious’ was, your soul has time to repair itself. Unfortunately, in this instance, Delicious had to go through the death ritual twice, and no one should have to do that. I looked at Rosalynn, and with our combined strength we. He knocks on the door, and the parrot says “who is it?”The man says, “It’s the decorator.”The parrot says “who is it?”The man says “It’s the decorator.”The parrot says “Who is it?”The man says “It’s the decorator!!!”The parrot says “who is it?”The man screams “The decorator!”The decorator gets so mad, that he pops a blood vessel, and dies on the spot.The lady comes home and finds a dead man lying on her front porch. She says, “Oh my gosh ... who is it?”The parrot replies, “It’s the decorator!”A.