At least, when they were alone at night, he could feel her and anticipate the next step. He would follow Mrs. Croix’s orders to the letter, if it ki...led him. The closest they’d come in so many weeks was this morning. He didn’t wake up before Joanne and take care of his morning wood. He’d been dreaming of her warm body on top of him in his bed when she’d touched it. ‘God, it felt so good to have her hand wrapped around it.’ He’d managed to dislodge her and get to the bathroom before he erupted. ’ She laughed and put her hand on his saying, ‘Now I’m serious. I’m surprised that you didn’t go into some profession involving art though.’ He could feel her hand on his and he wanted to kiss it. ‘I was going to be an art teacher but I decided I just didn’t have the patience for that and to make a living selling my work…well I’d likely starve. Besides I don’t know if it would be fun for me if I was doing it for profit.’ Aaron changed the subject when he asked her, ‘You still seeing Larry?’ . I have a buddy ofmine who had a hard time kicking a drug habit when he hopped acokehead.As I was pondering all of this I saw my next mount. She was about 28great body long strawberry blonde hair with that Kirsten Dunst, girlnext door look. She was wearing the low rider jeans and some strappysandals. The cute belly shirt with the long coat with the fur lining.Her hair was up in a twist.She went into a borders bookstore and I followed. I watched as shethumbed through the standard girly books. Tears began to sprout of my perfect face and I cursed the world."Why does it make me like it? I don't want to like it! Let me have mymisery!" I squealed as I rolled onto my perfect back and stared at theceiling. I stopped my crying, sat up and looked in the mirror. The horny,feminine slice of perfection I was now stared back. "OK Wallace," Ilooked for a shimmer of the old me under the new me, "You can get out ofthis. You're just going to have to work hard. Crying and going insaneisn't going to.