She was slim, fair with waist length thick black hair which curls up in the end. Wearing Salwars, she can be easily misinterpreted to a textile compan...y model. Grace in her walk, clearness of her face, sweetness in her voice and nicety in her behavior, mark her miss congeniality. So, naturally, there are always guys trying to flirt with her, but given her reticence, they could not move further. She always listen guys flirting about her, trying desperately to impress her. Their funny acts are. Her mother had never really taken care of her or loved her, leaving the little girl pretty much on her own to fend for herself. Harriet's constant refrain was, "you are just so worthless and unlovable, why should I lift one finger to care for you".Little Julia had grown into adolescence and young womanhood in a near constant state of loneliness and silent rage directed at her mother who had remained distant and uncaring all those years. When not enraged, Julia suffered bouts of deep depression. Jeff would have had to go a long way to flatter the little genius more."And..." Jeff added, "She must never know I said that. Once she gets over her worry, she'll excel. Of that, I'm positive, but I'm concerned about her lack of confidence, at least in the beginning. I'm sure that will change after the first tests, but..." I will bolster her confidence, but I have my own trepidations. My stature will be a distinct disadvantage..." ... and your genius will overcome it," Jeff finished for her.. ”As they talked, Lisa was undoing Cathy’s pants. Cathy lifted her sweater off over her head. Underneath, she’d worn a lacy white bra, which she began to undo. She felt a little embarrassed as she removed it, leaving her small breasts bare to Lisa’s eyes. Then Lisa was kissing her again while caressing one of her breasts with her fingers. Cathy was quickly getting very excited.“Come with me. I will give you a massage,” Lisa said, taking Cathy’s hand.She led Cathy to a large, nicely appointed bed.