We might be working too hard." Yeah. We'll want to ease off some as it gets closer. Are we putting too much pressure on ourselves?" Of course we are,"...Sophia laughed. "But, it makes sense. This is it. Except if we decide to go to Worlds, but still, this is it. This is the only thing we haven't won. This is what we've been gearing up for. And, you know how it goes in figure skating. The audience, what, quadruples or something for the Olympics? If you don't win an Olympic gold medal, you're an. ’ ‘If you want we can use a tiny camera, get the count that way, or you can…’ Bertha picks the cup up and holds it between her index and thumb and then shakes the cup in front of my face. I take the cup and walk to the back of the room. To my right is the woman I saw walking in, she is breast feeding while slapping the hands of her younger son away as he tries to climb into her lap. The waiting room has five other women sitting in different positions, some read magazines others fiddle around in. My dick was going berserk. She looked so hot that I thought I would blow my load right there in my seat. On this particular day, she pulled a chair to the center of the room. She was going to read something to us out of some journal or something. As she sat down, I watched carefully as she sat and crossed her legs. Her dress rode up enough so that I could see a little hint of lace at the top of her stockings. Man I was sweating. I kept a close watch on her legs, suffering more and more for the. Dumped in your prom night! It must be terrible!”“James is an asshole for leaving you that way, and the worse, not telling you face to face. If I meet him next time, he will hear a lot from me. You don’t deserve that, Darla. You are a good girl, beautiful, caring, lovely...”“Sadly I couldn’t bring my pair to the prom... I thank you for helping me guys, but I would feel better if I knew right from James that he wasn’t interested on me”“Don’t worry, Darla. Soon you will move on with your life and.