There was something like three hundred in my graduating class. Carney High isn’t a huge school, but there are enough people that it isn’t possible...to know everyone. They tried to get us to line up alphabetically, but we didn’t have to walk across the stage or anything. They would read the names of the graduates and we’d line up to shake the principal’s hand and get the fake. They just give you an empty folder with a flier in it that says ‘Congratulations! You’re a graduate!’ So, it doesn’t make. “Yeeeaahh, I could see that happenin’ real quick ... especially with Cuda’s available package at our fingertips,” Lynette chuckled as she bent over to grab her jeans and polo shirt.“Or at our puffy love-lips!” Tempe added with a touch of vinegar at her knowledge of Lynette’s long, thin pussy lips to go with her meatier lower lips.“Tempe ... you’re really, really not right, Girlfriend,” Lynette laughed as she pulled her polo shirt over her damp blonde locks.After we got dressed, Lynette led us. "I love you too, baby and I love cooking for you, so you don't have to thank me for that." Yes I do." Frank said with a low voice and he leaned to kiss her, but he only grazed her sexy lips.She loved his kiss and Christy wanted more, but Frank started eating and he just smiled at her. "That wasn't much of a kiss," she said and sat across from him, wondering why he didn't give her a better kiss than that."You told me that I had to behave, so I'm behaving."She just laughed to herself and Christy. I held it up to my body and turned around to face Charles, with aquestioning look on my face."Just perfect," he said, "you'll look just like all the other UpperEastside moneyed gals who spend their afternoons with nothing better todo than pick up a few items in the fancy boutiques."I smiled and put the dress on, and walked to the full-length mirror.The dress looked great! The pearls that Sandy gave me matched justperfectly, and I thought that she must have known that this was thedress I would.