Wednesday At school, I almost finished the dress making outfit, and askedif i could take it home to finish tonight, at home. and was given asewing bas...ket to loan. I was told next week, we were all, to wear yournew dress to class, for photshoot for the school year book. At smimming,i had a bit of an accdent. I had no glue to my false breasts, and onefloated off. One of the bully girls had grabbed it as it went past. Thegirls then played water vollyball with it, for a while. I felt soashamed, and. That would take some time. There was one bathroom in the flat. I picked up my bag and took it in with me. I closed the door behind me but didn't lock it. I stripped and got in the shower. It was a standing shower, no bath. I had an electric razor to use on the legs and arms. Doing the legs was quite a challenge. Hair went from my ankles all the way up to my butt and my legs were not short. I had to keep using a mirror to check for missed patches. A lot of hair lay beneath my feet. I turned on. “you like that?” he asked,“yeah,” she said as lifted her legs and rolled onto her back and spread her legs around him again her breasts were gorgeous her large nipples stiff with excitement, “Lets stop playing around,” she said “Porchia told me about you and her, and I must say she got my juices flowing, I’ve wanted you since those days in Spanish, and I know you’ve wanted me,” she smiled looking at the raging hard on in his shorts. “let me help with that.” She pulled his shorts down and his. Susan asked, "And who made this delicious soup?"No one took the kudos, or the blame, so I said, "Chris has worked for a long time making the soup. I believe she did the best she possibly could. I will give credit to those responsible, as the courses arrive." Courses? Are you trying to fatten me up?" Not in the least. I happen to know how hungry you are, from my own time in the vat." Well, I am hungry, and Chris, the soup is delicious. I don't think I have ever tasted better. You better not tell.