I felt uneasyimmediately. I had a feeling that..."Megan Campbell," the principal said. "Can you come up here please?" Hestarted looking around the sea...ts that he could see from the stage.However, I doubted that he could see me where we were sitting, especiallybecause I had slumped down into my seat. "Megan?" he asked again. "I sawyou this morning, so I know you are out there. Please come up onto thestage."I sighed and stood up. I was afraid this was going to happen. Dad hadwarned me about it. "Oh man, you'reso pretty! You look exactly like that girl in National Velvet!" I do??" It was a stupid wondrous blurt that made my eyes mindlesslyflicker forward to the rearview mirror and startled, I gasped because itwas startlingly true, seeing a beautiful tween actress gawking back wheremy face should've been. Granted, over my life I grudgingly noticed avague resemblance in our bathroom mirrors and storefront reflection, butMom's magic had enhanced and pulled out that ghostly girl into. How lucky we men are to have women! I covered her boobs with my hands and gently massaged. I’m not a ‘breast’ man really not being fond of big chested woman but I do like smaller, more perfectly formed breasts. That’s why I love Lena’s so much. Amy’s were smaller, small but perfectly formed, well perfectly as far as I am concerned. I massaged for a little while then reached behind, undid the clasp, and removed the bra. What a sight, I love this and those piercings! I’d never encountered pierced. Besides I’m gonna swing by the studio and take a look and see how much work I’ve got this week,’ she said. ‘Okay. I’ll buzz you when James gets back.’ Violet said, knowing Trin was worried. Trin smooched her and gave her a soft, ‘I love you’ in her ear and put on her oversized sunglasses in case the clouds went away. Violet smiled and told Trin that she was loved as well. She and Woofer drove straight to the studio. She loaded the emails into a photo processing program and set up a script to.