" Jack squeaked and put his hand over his mouth. "And I do like what I see of him." Well that's good," his mother added, slightly non-plussed at the c...andidness and Jack got up from the seat."Shall we..." He started and glared at his "girlfriend" in shock. "We are going out," she whispered as he bundled her out of the room."Where?" You'll see. Put some trainers on."Jack groaned but complied with the order and almost threw the indignant Poppy out of the house."What the fuck was all that about?". With everyone except the cook and house cleaning staff out of the house, I took the opportunity to haul the rest of the weapons, ammunition, reloading equipment, uniforms, and accessories from the cave to the armory.With the armory set up, I spent a couple of hours every day teaching Tom, Yolanda, Giuseppe, Sofia, or Anna how to reload rounds for the different types of weapons we were using. It took the rest of the week for this training as there were so many other things going on that only one. I could only hope to get as close to her as that dress. Her hair was perfect, someone obviously spent hours on it and wow was it worth it. She was simply stunning.After a few pictures at Michelle’s house, we made our way to yet another friend’s house for more pictures with all of the other friends. We finished all the pictures and then it was off to Prom. The evening was amazing. We danced, we partied, we took the pictures, we made fun of everyone else, and well into the evening, she kissed me.. I was as I had always been, large. 5’3, size 20, plush double D’s, flowing vivid red hair and honey brown eyes. I had never been considered ugly, but in childhood I was cruelly taunted for my weight. I found that as I grew up I evened out more, and it worked well for me. Dressed in my favourite black, long sleeved dress and black kitten heels, I felt sexy, confident. The olive green eyeshadow and black liner really highlighted the honey colour of my irises. And with just the right hint of.