The wine flowed freely and Michelle finally got up the nerve to ask Sarah about Jake's massive penis. She mentioned that I had mentioned the size of J...ke's penis to her and Sarah confirmed my story. Michelle couldn't believe it and that was when Sarah offered to take a picture and email it to her if she would do the same. The girls couldn't stop laughing.Sarah kept her promise and emailed a picture of Jake's penis along with a ruler. Turns out I was wrong, he was closer to ten inches long than. Too easy. I don’t know. I still don’t know. * * * As it happens we met once again, many years later. Coming out of the coffee bar in the railway station with a beaker of coffee to go, I bumped into Jane. Heading for the same train. With half an hour to her stop, we sat facing each other over the narrow table, knees touching briefly, pulling apart, and then returning to companionable intimacy. I knew at once that in a way nothing had changed. I knew how she would speak. I felt my throat swell,. Typical late teen girl talk on boys, clothes, sex, clothes, studies, clothes. He notes their complaints about clothes designs and how much they’d be prepared to spend on good designs. He does some research on clothing and jewellery design, and he gets an interest in them as a possible hobby. He puts off studying fashion design until he feels he can afford to do it right, because the right materials aren’t cheap to buy.Since these classes are designed for students to go at their own learning. "No, well, not ashamed, but—" "Embarrassed?" I guess my look cued her. "Look," she said, "Yeah, I'm a whore, and a proud one. But, he's a crooked cop. And, she's a cheatin' spouse. Now, among the four of us which two do you think is the most deserving of being embarrassed?" I looked her askance. "You know, you're right," I said, "but it doesn't make their attitudes any less hurtful." "No, it doesn't. But, get over it. It is what it is and that ain't much," she said. "Yeah, okay," I said. .