They were just normal people like the rest of us!” “They were never like us.” Paul sneered, glaring at her. “No. They were better.” Those ha...d been Teri’s last words on the last day of her high school life. She had left Miss Burrows’ class and walked the long five miles to her home, a different person when she arrived than when she’d left. She graduated with everyone else but paid little attention to the fanfare. Each day before school, she drove to the hospital and brought Kelly a bouquet of. ..done this,' she whispered to him, her eyes pleading with him to understand her embarrassment, 'I don't know what's going to happen. I'm afraid of disappointing you guys, or that I'll do something wrong. Or that...it'll hurt. Or...I don't know...that you won't think I'm...pretty...when I'm...naked,' she said softly, her gaze downcast and her cheeks reddening.She was gentle and soft-spoken, and her slight lisp made her seem as sensitive and delicate as she was sweet. Her ears were adorably just. His warmth filled her hand and she could feel his arousal grow vibrating within him. His breathing became deeper and longer and he reached down between her legs. Just then, she felt his fingers caress her ever so slightly sending a ricochet of shivers up her body. Then again, his finger dragged along her clitoris, hot with anticipation. He pushed her onto her back, making his way down on her. She felt his tongue enter her and move into her wetness. Reaching inside her with his tongue, he drank. Trish read and re-read the note. When her eyes came back to Mr. R, he pulled out another, much shorter garment bag. This was a daringly short dance formal in sparkly midnight blue.Finally, Trish understood Mr. R’s good humor. The note indicated that the bride would have a choice of gowns. The lavender full-length gown was famous. Mrs. Gunter-Richards could wear it as a gesture to her past. It would play well enough with the sort of ladies that attended formal balls at the Plaza. The short dress.