There wasn’t an ounce of fat on Brad’s upper body. She felt the strength in his arms and biceps and chest muscles. “What a great-looking six pac...k!” She admired, running her hand over his firm abdomen.“Hey, that tickles!” He laughed.“You have more muscles than Pete or Derek, and they’re older than you. You look like a fifteen-year-old man.”“But I still look like a teenager. You may not like my looks when I’m twenty, thirty, forty, or more,” he warned.“I’ll love your looks. I only have to look at. .." corrected himself "... Uncle Ed."Ed smiled. "Atta girl." He stood and headed for the door."Good night, Angel," Rose kissed his other cheek. "Sleep well."John's school day started with English class, which was a breeze - justsome discussion of 'To Kill A Mockingbird,' a book he'd read twice andloved both times. He participated at a lower level than he wanted to,but he didn't want to be a showoff or make the teacher suspicious.Second period was his science class. He had never loved Biology,. I grabbed a purse and a light jacket and went to the car. The drive to the mall went by quick, and the butterflies in my stomach from my nerves had me tingling. I parked at the end where we agreed to meet, and waited for Pete to arrive. I stepped out of my expedition and straightened my dress while I was waiting, and as I was getting back into my vehicle, Pete pulled up in his blue car. He was a year younger than me, and was very cute. He was shorter than I expected, but just as cute as his. "So Sherri let me give you a chance to earn somePrincess Points now, isn't that great?"I wasn't sure what to say, getting closer to not having to go clubbingin that slutwear deluxe was a good thing, but I was nervous about whatthey would make me do here. The girls led me over to a section of thestore stacked with racks of high heels in a dizzying array of styles.After Shannon measured my feet and declared me to be a size 9 hedirected me to the appropriate section of the racks.Sherri smirked..