三三言情小说

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第8部分（第4页）

　He　could　write　to　her；　or　call；　or　e　back　and　see　it　and　nothing　would

have　changed。

Charlie　got　the　intact　pickles　with　a　fork　and　put　in　dish　of　Nate　as　a　dead　fish。

…It　seems　that　you　are　dry。

　Think　pdoe　chemical　to　prove？

nate　looked　at　him　and　shook　the　bag　pl　＇Astico　of　marijuana　in　his　pocket。

　Looked　at　the

clock。

…How　about　a　quick　fuminho　before　we　go？

The　other　three　boys　assentiram　anxious。

　Nate　smiled　and　stood　up。

　I　thought　I　had　solved

something　in　his　head；　but　was　not　sure　what　it　was。

…e　on；　he　said。

maybe　kids　are　like　clothes

While　the　lessons　of　the　second　and　third　in　the　side　of　the　Constance　Billard　began　the

tests；　Jenny　was　in　health　class；　discussing　love；　sex；　shampoo　and　the　peculiarities　of　the

boys；　among　other　things。

Eleven　girls　sit　in　circles　on　the　floor　behind　a　sunny　window　in　the　cozy　corner　of　a　room

that　school　classes　designed　especially　for　intimate；　as　the　health　of　the　last　series　of

elementary　school。

　The　floor　was　a　carpet　carmine　fuzzy　green　carpet　instead　of

institutional　resvestia　the　ground　that　the　rest　of　the　school。

　The　walls　were　painted　in　a

lively　blue…knapwood；　with　the　edges　in　white　flashing。

　There　was　a　small　blackboard　without

frame；　with　very　colorful　chalk；　draw　diagrams　for　the　teacher　and；　most　important；　had　no

portfolio；　allowing　the　girls　to　relax　the　body　and　actually　speak　to　them　to　move　the　head。

Who　gave　lessons　to　the　class　was　Miss。

　Doherty；　a　professor　of　dance　New　Age　hippie　who　was

25　years　old；　a　beautiful　body　by　tonificado　yoga；　reddish…brown　hair　long　and　a　pale　face

that　was　always　entirely　without　makeup。

　It　was　the　only　professor　in　the　department　of

physical　education　that　was　not　fully　shoe；　and　the　girls　would　love　your　way　calm　and　open

if　it　were　not　for　the　trend　that　was　embarrassing　to　talk　in　parts　of　the　body　as　did　the

family　dog。

　The　Miss。

　Doherty　left　the　girls　who　choose　the　topic　of　discussion；　then　they

usually　spent　much　of　the　lesson　talking　about　boys。