His smile was wide, white and straight, I put my smokes in my pocket and checked out the rest of him. Six foot one inches tall and wearing a biker t-s...irt and sweats. He stood long enough to let me finish my stare and then he sat beside me. “Been here long?” “Not too long.” I said. “Wanna fuck around?” He furthered and stared over me. “Sure. What you wanna do?” I told him. “I wanna fuck some face.” He stated as he continued to stare over mine. “What do you wanna do?” “Handle all the face. It was that old tree near my window and the wind was thumping it against the wall.I moved again, just a few feet to go. The green glow did not reach to this corner, it was so dark but I knew exactly where I was. I felt that bump in the floor where the carpet had been patched, that meant I was very close to the edge of the bed. I stopped and listened like some hunter stalking his prey. Jay was breathing through his mouth, not a snore but close to it.I rose up on my knees and closed the last foot. "My wish. It all went wrong! The boys ... they aren't embarrassed aboutwearing skirts. According to my history teacher, boys haven't ever wornpants for hundreds of years!" Yes, mistress, you are correct. But such was your wish." I wanted them to be embarrassed! I wanted them to know what I felt likewhen they tried to look my skirt! Instead, they think wearing skirts isperfectly natural for boys!" But you didn't wish them to be embarrassed. You said you wished them towear skirts, and so they. Goodbyes had been said to all those she'd gotten to know over the last four days. Even Alicia had grudgingly said a few words on her departure, although Louise doubted she actually meant any of them.She and Gillian exchanged telephone numbers and promised to keep in touch once the dust had settled. "We'll go out for a drink soon," said Gillian.Louise nodded and thought that'd probably be fun. With a final wave, she climbed into her car just as she saw Rick heading in her direction. He looked.