They ate smoked salmon and scrambled eggs with fresh bagels and hash browns, whilst Michelle softened Stella up with a good quantity of bloody Mary an...d chat about wanting to meet Stella on her own as she considered her very important in the community and wanted them to have a closer bond than she wanted to form with the other residents. Stella blushingly soaked up the adoration and told Michelle she understood totally and it would be nice for them to have something the other ladies didn’t.“Well. ”Josip stared down at his newly healed palm. “Thank you,” he said, flexing his fingers, then making a fist. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.” He looked up at her. “You’re ... umm ... you’re really pretty. Would you like to take a walk around the camp with me?”Treya blinked in surprise, not sure how to respond. Josip stared at her sometimes—most men did—but she hadn’t expected him to ask to spend time together. He was twenty years older than her.“I’m sorry,” she said. “That’s very sweet, but the oaths. Amber flattered her skirt so that the pleats sat just right. She looked down at her blouse and thought for a few seconds. She undid a button and judged. Nope not enough. She lifted her top off and placed her hand in her bra. She could feel her nipples harden against her cold hands. She thought ‘well that’s a bit better’. She juggled her boobs so that sat better in their cups. She put her top back on and undid two more buttons. Amber smiled to herself as she thought of his face and what he would. So I have a new name, and a totally clean record. And have to sit to pee." I gave her a hug, then realized what I was doing. The dammed hormones were affecting my brain.I looked at Fran. She was crying quietly. "My mom always wanted a daughter, and when my Dad ran off with his mistress a little over three years ago, Mom decided I was to be her revenge. So she fed me lots of hormones, much stronger than those your sister used,. and gave me shots, saying they were to help me get over my Dad's.