They would never appear on the Internet or be used for any commercial purpose, I give you my word of honor on that. And of course I would make it wort... your while.“However, if you would not be comfortable with that, I understand. In that case we will simply erase the images right now as you watch.” Here Mimi glanced back at the screen. “Though it would be a shame.” She handed Olivia the two releases and told her, “Read these, think about it. I have a few numbers to crunch.” With that she. Several times. Before she knew it, she had drank the entire bottle.Looking up, she saw that it was now 11:30. Even though it was Friday night, she would still need to be up in the morning with the k**s. When she stood up, she realized she had had way too much wine.She stumbled to her room, and managed to get her clothes off. She usually slept in sweatpants and an old T-shirt. This night, however, before getting dressed, she just had to lay down on her bed.She didn’t know what time it was when. “Mrs. Reed, I'm so very sorry for your loss. You know how much hope I had, but sometimes it just doesn't go our way. This is a time for loss, but you must take care of yourself. Let your parents be there for you and help you along the next part of your journey in life.” I'm confused by what the doctor is saying, it isn't something you'd hear from a doctor after the loss of a loved one. I shake my head slightly, trying to clear the haze. “Dr. Evans, whatever are you talking about?” “Do you not. "Oh yeah" she repeated.Alice looked up at her Uncle. "Uncle Bob ... if I showed you my boobies would you promise not to laugh at them?"Bob said "Cross my heart."Alice, with almost no embarrassment, whipped off her T shirt. Her nipples were as pale as Mary's were dark. Her areolas were almost the same color as her breast flesh. The texture was different, but you had to be within a foot to be able to see them. Her nipples were pinker, and more visible. They sat on round mounds of soft looking.