It was about knee length and hugged her generous hips displaying them nicely. There was some frilly type of front across her large chest and was cut i... a v- shape at her throat.My eyes must have been bugging out of my sockets when I took in her ample cleavage peeking out from the frilly opening."Does it make me look fat?" Oh my God baby, you're beautiful!" I exclaimed. I quickly stood up and took her in my arms. We hugged tightly, and when we kissed she warned me about getting her make- up on. Brenda's eyes started to widen because she knew where this road led. Ron started across the Mercer Island Floating Bridge and she turned to him."You don't live on Mercer Island?" she asked incredulously.Ron just smiled and continued driving. Brenda knew that Mercer Island was one of the upscale communities in the Northwest and she had never even been on the island in all of the time she lived in Seattle. The homes were in the $2,000,000 plus range and the homes were well kept and the community. As a matter of fact we didn’t even know she’d been dating the guy again.” I nodded.“Okay, well, you know the guy a little then. Is he a good guy? What?” I said.“He was back when. I guess he still is. But, James, they’re 27 years old. They’re old enough to make their own decisions, and, they have,” he said.“I assume he has a last name,” I said.“McCready. He’s a mechanic. He likes old movies. He has a chopped, lowered, channeled, dagoed chariot: a ’56 Chevy basically. It’s a rod he’s been doing. “No Mr. West, I want a record of this ambush and not just our memories to take to court as I see that is where we are now headed,” Pam said. (Pam had expected to be taping at the new house, but not now.)“Well I understand that Mr. West investigated all this yesterday and concluded the young Wallace started this by attacking my son from behind while he was sitting down eating his lunch, and chatting with others.” Mom was well beyond pissed off.“That is a lie you stupid BITCH! My son doesn’t have.