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The SmithChapter 12 Exposure
“Freeze.” I called out when Cat went to run by in a tiny pair of lace shorts. I had almost finished a late breakfast and had let her sleep in. We didn’t get to bed until after 3:30. “Shower first and get that paint off.” Ten minutes later she dove into the pool for her morning thirty-minute swim. “Safety versus other’s image?” I asked once the door was reopened to allow my student to enter in her customary morning towel and what underwear she wore the night before. “Safety.” She knew the...