He looked like a girl. An extremely attractive girl. "What about in here?" He said, pointing towards the inside of the shelving units. They just might...be secluded enough for him to show me his technique. He grabbed my handsand walked through. There was a hefty amount of space inside the shelving units. There was also a box of some sort of product big enough for me to have a seat while he shows me. I took a seat on the box, and he stood in front of me. He tugged down the front of his shorts,. She was a slender young woman, with her dark, curly hair in a sloppy pony-tail that sat high on her head. She was wearing wash-faded grey sweat-pants and an old grey-and red shirt that she probably had stolen from a lover. She was wearing next to no make-up. “OH! Do you really think so?” she asked. There was a fire in her eyes now. He waited until she held the glass to her lips again.“Well, you don´t know about what habits the missus and I had, do you?”She nearly spat wine out over the kitchen. I knelt beside Rachel and tugged her pants down the rest of the way.Rachel eyed me and opened her mouth; I forestalled her with, "You know you like it and WE know you like it -- you can lie and get all stuffy and make everybody unhappy, or you can get a little something special from Santa this year. What's it gonna be?" Rachel shut up and lifted her foot so I could remove her shoe and pull her pants off the leg. While I shuffled around behind her and Jeff so I could get at the far side, I said,. "She turned to me and said, "You will be in future art history books, and I will become immortal as your first model. Thank you."Her robe fell away and she kissed me. I didn't shop for art supplies and books that afternoon. I didn't mind the delay.The next morning the sky was a blue-black angry, and I saw lightning flash on the mountains as Alana and I moved through the beginning form of tai chi. Is today the day, Hector? I asked my so-called personal power in the universe. Will you be moving.