Dalia, who asked for my number just a week earlier, sent me a text asking what I was up to."Just heading home. Nothing much going on. What about u?" G...oing dancing with my roommate. Wanna join us?" Sure!"I met her at this lounge and we danced the night away. She got us in without being touched. She was connected to the DJ, the owner, the manager, the security guy, the bartenders with the big titties, you name it. She didn't have to pay for a drink all night. Still not sure how or why, but I. “Suuure they do!” He assured her. “They just…well…I don’t know, they don’t see how attractive you really are!” Ms. Tutweiller looked up at him, her hair plastered across her face. “Y-y-you think I’m attractive?” “Of course I do! You just wear your hair up in that bun all the time, and guys just don’t see how young you really are!” Emma sniffed. “S-s-so if you were older, you would date me?” Zack forced himself to smile down at her. Half of what he had just said had been a lie, but he. So I am still searching for the right actor and will fill the role myself until I find one. I have that bald Charlie Brown look down pat. Thank you in advance for any nice and/or constructive comments. – GforGraham ======================================== DAY 5 Friday ‘Home at last,’ John said as he let out a deep breath of contentment as they arrived home from the hospital, ‘I can now have something to munch on at home, and perhaps some food as well.’ ‘Haha, very funny John. You’ll just have. It took her about an hour to scrub herself clean and dry herself before dressing and coming down the stairs. She had put her hair up in pigtails, using elastic thingies I used to use when I wore my hair in a pony tail. She must have had lip-gloss in the pocket of her shorts because her lips shone. The halter top was just the right size, the top was low, almost showing her nippies, and the bottom was short, barely past her butt, but overall it fit well. She grinned from ear to ear and showed off.