Look, I don't blame you for our problems in bed-but it would've helped if you had said something during. You know, tell me what you wanted." I never t...ought you'd be receptive," Jessie said. "I was always afraid to bring it up during. I thought you'd get upset and it'd kill the mood." Well, I have to admit, you might be right," Crash said.Jessie thought about it for a minute, and then made a decision. She thought their breakup necessary, but not for a second had she ever intended to send him on. Do you remember..."Who's on First?"COSTELLO: I want to talk about the unemployment rate in America.ABBOTT: Good Subject. Terrible Times. It's 5.6%.COSTELLO: That many people are out of work?ABBOTT: No, that's 23%.COSTELLO: You just said 5.6%.ABBOTT: 5.6% Unemployed.COSTELLO: Right 5.6% out of work.ABBOTT: No, that's 23%.COSTELLO: Okay, so it's 23% unemployed.ABBOTT: No, that's 5.6%.COSTELLO: WAIT A MINUTE. Is it 5.6% or 23%?ABBOTT: 5.6% are unemployed. 23% are out of work.COSTELLO: If you are. My name is Cassie. I am normal height, about 5’5” and weigh about 105. I am a cheerleader in my prep school, a flyer to be specific and I am really good in the air. That was always my strength. I have long blonde hair and a decent body. My breasts are 36C but look really good on my little frame. My legs and ass have always been my best features. Until last Monday I was a very typical young girl. Sophomore in high school, dating a cute boy at school but had not slept with him yet, slept. It was so thick and sturdy that his fingers would barely have been able to meet if he were to wrap his arms around her, but her stature meant that it did nothing to diminish her feminine figure. His eyes lingered on the washboard abs that adorned her flat belly, so defined that they could have been sculpted from marble, the pink claw marks that she had so proudly shown him in the diner cutting across them horizontally. Her stout thighs were nearly as thick around as his torso, muscles like.