At the start of Wednesday's class my sister made a point of sitting right next to me. Not that we didn't sit near each other on a fairly regular basis, but it wasn't that a big a deal either. I knew it was on purpose this time since she immediately passed me a folded up piece of paper.

I surreptitiously opened what I expected to be a note, not an uncommon thing to receive during classes with Kristin, but instead was a drawing. A rough sketch of a guy getting a blowjob more specifically. I was glad that my note-reading instincts had taken over even if the teacher hadn't really...