That's kind of what modern dance is like. It's still a painting. It's still canvas. It's still paint. But it goes off into altogether different direct...ons." Mother says a monkey could paint some of those paintings." What do you think?" asked Margie."There's this one painting. We had a tour and the guide had us stare at it for a couple minutes. It was just big dark clouds. But they began moving. It was the coolest thing there. After that I kind of got it." Rothko I bet," said Margie."That's. Totally boring, but I was allowed to have Linda as my personal assistant.We were together rather a lot, and what happened in my office stayed in my office. I think that my family would have been horrified had they known that I was deeply in love with a woman.Linda decided that she wanted to get married and have a family, though I was not too happy about such a thing. I wanted the love of my life all to myself. Time went on and sure enough, Linda got married to Steven Wilson, who was the head of. ."Dylan cried as he fell to his hands and knees.Misty looked around in confusion and fear as all of the boys who had beentaunting her began falling to their hands and knees. "What's going on!"she said backing up. "What's wrong with them?"The strange woman gently grabbed Misty's hand and assured her thateverything was as it should be. "Don't you worry my love," she said,"these boys are just on a new journey now."Dylan looked up at the strange woman, his vision blurring and the pain inhis. Once seated, and without a word, Mr. Wilson held out his hand before her, palm open, on the table. She placed her hand atop his, and transferred her most intimate piece of apparel permanently into his possession. He briefly lifted them to his nose, and knew instantly that her pussy juices had liberally soaked them. He looked pleased and winked at her, and Paige felt butterflies in her stomach…and somewhere else. With a smile, Daniel casually placed his prize into his suit pocket. Paige beamed.