Would they make my legs look pretty like Ellen's? I hoped so. But, even if they did, who would see them anyway? And why bother with hose if I couldn't... wear pretty heels and a skirt? After that treatment, I was aware that those protrusions appeared larger, pressing against my blouse with renewed vigor and they jiggled more noticeably as I walked. And my head just sat there taking delight in what I saw bouncing under my chin.Ellen could not help remark, "O.D., you have just been so bubbly lately,. Remember that first time she played her violin for you? If music were sex, she’d have been making love to you with her violin. You noticed. I noticed. I bet Belinda noticed! I’m not sure about Doctor Barton; I think he’s tried to blind himself to those things for years.”“Yes, I knew all of that. It doesn’t seem like a ‘first crush’ at this point, though. I mean, she’s dated a bit, and had a steady boyfriend for about six months. I know they broke up, but I never heard why, not that it was any. She said she had been over to the court house arguing some motions this morning that she had filed on a case that was due to go to trial next week unless the case settled. She thought her demand in the case would be met but probably not till the day of the trial. She had to be prepared for trial just in case the case didn't settle."Enough about me, you are supposed to tell me about your firm's funds and why I should include them in our 401K."Ron explained about the funds they offered. We were about an hour outside of Vegas when I felt Jen's soft hand resting on my knee, the way this whole adventure had started. She rubbed my knee gently, her movements sensual but not overly sexual. I turned to her and grinned, enjoying the contact."Ed? I've been thinking about what we said last night. I think — I think I have to be fair to Mike. I think I have to try and be faithful to him."My heart dropped into my feet, and I swallowed hard. I pulled my knee away from Jen's hand, and from.