Mark's Pages

May 6, 2004:

"Cute earring."

Sixteen, blonde, tall, lovely. Locks eyes with you and smiles. From her walkman earphones the band Poison at teenage volume. She likes you: she's always flirting.

She wants her own horse, but she doesn't like work. Her father is the Dean: she's the boss's daughter.

"All the girls talk about how cute you are. You could probably have anybody you want."