Des yeux qui font tomber les miensUn rire qui se perd sur sa boucheC'est le portrait sans retoucheDe la femme ? qui j'appartiensQuand elle me prend da...s ses brasElle me murmureJe vois la vie en roseAs I sang "la vie en rose," a waiter handed me a rose, I used it togesture to Rebecca to follow me towards a large group sitting in theback room. At the table were Sarah, Megan and Michael, Chad and Amber,Katie, Kelly, Gwen, and Angela.I turned to Rebecca, handed her the rose, picked up a small box. "Looking into his made-up eyes Ellen spoke from her soul. "Darling,outward attractiveness is nice, but having a beautiful heart is priceless!The old saying that beauty is only skin deep, maybe good folk lore but inthe real-world appearances do make a difference. You are attractiveenough to pass as a woman. I am not preparing you for a beauty pageant."George made a scrunchy face. Tired of trying to reason with him, Ellentried being frank, "My dear husband, I have put my life's blood. We finished up and the instructors refueled their Lears, and took off heading home.The students all shook hands and departed for our homes.The meal was just about over by the time I arrived at the patio. They had saved me some meatloaf, mashed potatoes, green beans, and lots of gravy. I stuffed it down with a couple of beers and joined the guys in their discussion of the day.Star was with them, discussing her tool finds for the day. She was handing out CDs that contained photos, the write-up,. You walk around in your underwear all the time so I know you are hairy on your pelvis and your ‘treasure trail’ but I can’t tell past your boxer briefs. I do know you have good genes though.” “What do you mean?” this is incredible… “You are well endowed sweetie. I can see you swinging around when you walk and your bulge is pretty huge. Looks like you got your father’s genes and more.” “And more?” “Yeah because it looks like it’s more than his.” “Ohh. You mean it looks bigger?” “Yeah but I can’t.