Leandra got some wood branches that had fallen off and built a fire. She waited for Dorothy to gather the fruit to conjure up a small fireball. "That ...was quick." Dorothy sat down and placed the fruit between them. Leandra grabbed a orange and started peeling it,"I just have that magic touch." They stuffed themselves until they couldn't eat anymore. Leandra looked at Dorothy in the light of the fire and reached up wiping juice from her chin. Dorothy smiled and slide her mouth over her finger. “Not for Stephie, for you. YOU have to be strong, not just for her and for Jason, but for your family. What’s going to happen to Kara, Jessica, Jesse, and Elyse and her baby, if you sink into depression? What about your business?”“Fuck you!” I growled angrily.“Good,” she soothed.“Good?” Kara asked.“When he says that it means he’s acknowledging that I’m right, but that he’s not ready to accept it and internalize it.”“You’re a real bitch, Bethany,” I growled. “Can’t I mourn? Can’t I cry for my. My breasts are small to begin with but being stretched out like this makes me look even smaller. For the first time I start to agree with my inner schoolgirl. I have a desire to hide behind her, an overwhelming need to cover up. My inner schoolgirl quietly wraps a quilt around me and is hugging me tightly. “Are you okay?” I make a halfhearted attempt to squirm underneath you but it accomplishes nothing. “What’s wrong?” you ask as the energy seems to get sucked from the room. Again, I try to. Puis une grosse main se glissa sous sa jupe, une saccade brusque et le bouton de la ceinture c?da, la fermeture ?clair descendit, sa jupe tomba au sol sur ses hauts talons noirs.Elle ne portait plus que ses sous-v?tements noirs, ses collants et ses hauts talons.?Dion repoussa les stylos et les papiers encombrant le bureau, le pr?parant ? accueillir la jeune prof. Puis aid? des autres membres il la disposa sur le bureau jambes grandes ?cart?es, bien maintenue ? la disposition du chef.