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was　a　rock？n？roll　poet；　a　sex　god！　Forget　Rilke；　he　was　Jim　Morrison！　He　dragged

Mystery　off　the　floor　and　dove　at　her　mouth　in　a　hard　and　hungry　rock…god　kiss。

Vanessa　kept　filming；　hot　tears　streaming　down　her　pale　cheeks。　She　couldn？t　stop；　and　she

wasn？t　doing　it　to　torture　herself。　She　was　doing　it　for　the　sake　of　her　art。

Onstage；　Dan　unbuttoned　his　shirt　and　Mystery　licked　his　chest。

？Oh；　Daddy；？　she　whispered　huskily。

Oh；brother　。

diva　makes　her　entrance

？Wele；　everyone；？　Jackie　Davis　greeted　Breakaway？s　Friday　afternoon　teen　therapy

group。　？I？m　so　pleased　to　wele　back　our　old　friend　Georgina　Spark。？　She　tapped　her　pencil

against　her　clipboard。　？We？re　also　expecting　a　new　friend　today。　But　while　we？re　waiting　for　her

I？d　like　to　recognize　two　members　of　the　group　for　their　courage　and　for　demonstrating　what　I　like

to　calllife…building　for　the　rest　of　us。？　She　beamed　an　encouraging　smile　at　Nate。　？Nate；　would

you　like　to　tell　us　about　what　happened　last　Friday　now　that　Georgie　is　back？？

Nate　tipped　his　chair　back　and　then　righted　it　again。　Across　the　circle　from　him　Georgie　was

sitting　with　her　legs　crossed；　wearing　orange　satin　short　shorts　and　orange　leather　sandals；　which

was　kind　of　a　strange　choice　for　the　middle　of　February；　but　it　wasn？t　like　she　went　outside　very

much　these　days。　Her　luxurious　dark　hair　clung　to　her　Snow　White　face　as　she　looked　up　at　him

with　a　coy　smile　on　her　dark　red　lips。

Nate　rubbed　his　hands　against　his　olive　green　Ralph　Lauren　cords。　God；　he　wished　he　could　kiss

her。　The　other　members　of　the　group　were　waiting　eagerly。　They　knew　some　serious　shit　had　gone

down　but　they　still　hadn？t　hear