All the time looking me up and down. When I saw the look in her eyes, I felt a little rush going through my body. "He is hooked and sunk," I thought.W...en he was almost upon me, I saw that he was looking around him, and then he stopped in front of the sign and started reading it: "Captured Beauty," he said out loud with a smile on his face. "Hmm, I wished, I had something like this at home."Then he looked me straight in the eyes and said, "I this some kind of art performance?"I didn't answer. I had often scanned it in the past but had never gone further than exchanging a few pictures. I hadn’t fucked a girl for a couple of months and was mired in a heavy dry spell. With the coke and alcohol making me horny enough to make some bad decisions, I found an advert that appealed to me.‘FUN IN KINGS X’I opened up the ad and read the message:‘25, white, average build, 6 inch dick here. Staying in Premier Inn near British Library. Looking for fun with another guy. If advert is still up then. Barnes most notably because he alone also seemed to take notice of me as a woman, a ‘blossoming’ woman, as he would sometimes put it. It was terribly flattering, exhilarating actually, to be noticed the way he noticed my changes. I truly was blossoming. My body began to change most dramatically in my sophomore year when Mr. Barnes first met me, and by my senior year, when I enrolled in his honors lit class, I knew, even if no one else did, that I had a fabulous body. It embarrasses me now to. ?Leave me the fuck alone.? I put the dogs back in my mouth and I walked away. On the way to my room, I made sure I kept the cokes over my nipples. The carrots were fully exposed under my thin elbows.?Yeah, baby!? ?Woo Hoo!? ?Nice show, Sam!? ?Nice ass, bitch.? ?Want some of this?? These were all things I heard on my way back to my room. I ignored all the comments and walked right by. What a real slut I must have looked like. I could feel the tingle in my belly grow every second I was.