"Ok! Is that the same person that has been broadcast on the television?" Of course, you know it is. That's me!" I said.Carol had me close my eyes and ...led me into the bedroom. She patted my hair and made a few adjustments to my clothes."Ok Jeff, you can open your eyes."I just stood in front of her full-length mirror staring in awe. I couldn't believe what I was seeing; I looked like a real woman. A really "pregnant woman," as I turned from side to side. I brought my hands to my face, hair,. ."Yeah.. My bad." Oh its koo. Whasup?" Bored af. Can I ask you something?" Shoot :)" Doe's your friend know where any parties are going down tonight?" I could throw one?" really???" Maybe.. I'll get back to you"I toss my sidekick aside and turn on the TV from the bed. Being the lazy person i am on weekends, I picked up my phone and called the house phone. My grandma picks up the phone."What.." hey are you still going to that church thing later on?" Watch Night service? hell yeah! all night and. Mark tried to move closer a couple of times, and she moved back keeping her distance. She was not saying a word to him, and I could see that Mark was talking and glancing over at me.It looked like Mark said something that pissed Jennie off. She stormed off of the dance floor and went to the women's bathroom. After a while, I looked around and Mark was also missing. At midnight, the band quit playing and everyone was leaving. It was starting to look like I had been stood up. Carol and her. Not yet,” she blurted. Ariel walked to the opposite side of the loft, where the Le Corbusier LC4 lounge sat in the corner of the living area. She stroked her hand along it. It was now or never. Fight or flight. She glanced at the large windows, shielded only by the gauzy sheer drapes, shrugged, and began to unbutton her blouse. Eric moved toward her. She held up her hand. “Stay there, I need a second.”Ariel pulled her blouse free of the high-waisted skirt and tossed it onto the adjacent.