I’m getting a lot more cooperation from the girls, but it still makes me uncomfortable, the way they call to each other from their cubicles. It make...s me feel so disenfranchised and left out of the loop. The department meetings are a problem, as well. They give me no support, it makes me appear incompetent. They leave me to twist in the wind.’ ‘There was a man at the old Hughes plant in Fullerton who coined the phrase, ‘Fix the problem, not the blame.’ Everyone who hears it grabs on to it and. “Don’t I?” she smirked. “I guess that’s the point,” she added bitingly.“Helen!” her mother instantly cautioned her.“Yes, doesn’t she look gorgeous?” Mr. Gunderson beamed taking Danny’s hand. “We have seated you together. After all, you are classmates, aren’t you? I guess that leaves young Miss Westbrook to sit with Earl.”Danny caught Marsha’s wink and had to suppress a grin. Ashley just nodded with an enigmatic smile on her lips. They all moved to the living room. Mr. Gunderson had a Champagne. I reached outside her room. Rang the bell. And she opened the door. She was wearing a top and jeans and was looking beautiful.She kept her finger on her lips and asked me to come inside and make no noise as her son was trying to sleep. I went inside, locked the door and sat at another end of the bed. She raised her top and bra and started breastfeeding her child. I was amazed to look at her boobs.She had a bra size of 34C. And a big areola and nipple which was sort of erected. I held her hands. I wished that I hadmore skill in that department. Sadly, what skill I did have came fromSean's early forays into becoming more like Shawna before realizing howfar he had let it go and backing off. He had become somewhat adept atmaking his face convincingly feminine without overdoing it. The few timeshe took a photo of himself in that state, he looked passably like a youngwoman with a little makeup on. Of course, he destroyed all that evidencewhen he decided he had gone to far. Now here I was, a.