Crying?" Well, it's just ... you look beautiful." Well, I guess that's good, right?" Sure, but you're going into highschool next year, and then maybec...llege, and .. well, dont grow up too fast, okay?" I just want to get through today. Dont worry mom I'm in no hurry."We hugged.So why was I in a dress?It was Melody's fault, of course.Her home ec class was doing a bake sale/fundraiser and her teacher askedthe students to wear something formal to help attract customers. Andusing the dreaded. “Yes, the second volume to this one,” the girl answers, producing her book from her bag.“Oh, well I don’t tend to carry around books, especially magical ones,” the goat admits. “Being the unmagical type, I don’t see a need for them. I can’t even read, you see?”“No, no, no,” the girl says, stamping her foot. “I hoped you would know where the second book was.”“Oh. Why didn’t you say so?” he asks.“I did,” she says.Actually, you didn’t.“Well, I’m a little old you see, and my mind ain’t what it used. I watched my co-worker and when the washcloth came into contact with Arlene's pussy I was thinking that Wendy was spending entirely too much time washing down there but what the hell did I know — it was my first day on the job and I hadn't ever washed a pussy, then I saw Wendy's finger disappear inside Arlene and the old woman sighed and leaned back in the chair with a smile on her face. Afterward we went to the break room and I said something to Wendy about what I had seen. "Look Wendy, I know. Carrie had shoulder-length, flame-red hair. There was a small, trimmed triangle of red pointing down between her legs. Her fingers were white from the grip she had on the silver vibrator, hissing then growing silent when she filled herself, then hissing again as she pulled back. Her face was blushing deeply, her tongue licking her lips as she nodded, uttering her complicity to the cummands Sophie gave her on the other end of the phone.Sophie was a bitch! When Sarah was introduced, Sophie.