Chapter 1313 Lesbian Sex Worship:>> 46

• The question that made Taylor the most uncomfortable was education. "Where did you study?" It was a simple, natural thing to ask, and she would answer Pepperdine, but there was shame in her voice. But if they followed up with 'When did you graduate?' she'd hem and haw and change the subject. I don't think I'd ever realized how much not finishing college really bothered her.
• By four o'clock Taylor had only two pieces left from the two dozen or so we'd arrived with. Most were still in the booth with 'SOLD' tags on them, and people would be coming by on Sunday to pick them up.
• Katrina had gone home a little after one with a headache, and I was sitting by her stuff just in case. She was making out pretty well, too, on account of all the extra traffic at the booth. Taylor was in the back talking to someone about a possible commission. I answered a question regarding one of Taylor's pieces for a passerby and the man with Taylor shook her hand and left, a large smile on his face. Taylor flopped down on her folding chair and shook her head.