"She's right of course", muttered Fran to Frieda as they made their way back. "Damned proud bitch that she is, I wouldn't have her any other way, thou...h. But if Angela reneges as I feel she will, then we're leaving, OK?" OK, Francesca. I'll be right with you. How did Joanne seem yesterday when you and Annie went up there?" In good heart I thought. A damned sight better than I would be and I'm inches shorter and not so broad in the shoulders. How she's stayed sane, I'll never know. I'd love to. "I'm sorry, is there anything they can do?" I asked."I have done everything I can. I stayed in the hospital for six months fighting it; it didn't work and has spread to my lungs and liver. The dogs are my babies, not Richard's. I know he will slim down on them once I'm gone. He will probably spay and neuter Chase and Gabrielle, but Henrietta and Cyclone are mine. I want them to go to good homes. Would you take care of him for me? All I ask, is you get him neutered," she asked.I sat there. In fact, she had proven to be quite the opposite. Truthfully, she had a nice body, well proportioned curves, smooth pale skin. Instead of seeing the beauty that so many around her saw when they looked at her, she saw every single flaw and imperfection. Whether it was because of some wicked ex's mental cruelty, or just some left over high school locker room anxiety that caused it, but that did not matter. Nothing seemed to override the insecurity.As she stood there recounting every flaw, her. The moment the door opened was the moment that changed me forever. Cass was on the bed looking up at me with a shocked expression, while I was frozen. As I stood there dazed Cass started screaming at me 'GET THE FUCK OUT!'. I had never heard her use such language, I shook my head to clear it of the haze. When my vision cleared I followed the length of her arm down to her glistening pussy. My jaw nearly hit the floor and I'm sure a little bit of drool came out of my mouth. 'Wow' I breathed. She.