And here he was saying he 'dabbled?' She was beginning to think that dabbling paid better than working for a living, at least if this was any indicati...n."What this dump? With its chrome appliances? And stellar view? Did I mention the satellite TV? No? Hmm, well, anyway, like I said, I dabble. I have sold a couple of books, I trade favors with those that have something I need and might not be able to pay for in the normal method and when things get really tight, I actually work for a living. I. I began to kiss her in the V shape cleavage above the buttons of her blouse and with one hand gently eased back the material to reveal more of her upper chest. I kissed her there as far as I could then up towards her shoulder. My hand went to her hip and then her midriff and I stroked her body gently, then I felt her left breast from below with my right hand. I slowly and gently covered it with my hand through the material of her silk blouse and the protection of her supporting bra. She sighed. " My mom makes me ride in the backseat," Brenda said as I was making sure her seatbelt was buckled."Your mom's not driving today, is she?" I asked and watched her smile, shyly.We waved to Alice who was standing on the steps, acting more nervous than Brenda or me."Are we going to see a movie?" No, we're going to an ice cream shop where we can talk. You can't talk in the movies."Brenda became quiet, like she was contemplating what we would talk about.I ordered for both of us; a scoop of chocolate. It was a rare event when she was truly inspired, so it was something worth celebrating. Ally emailed the story to the English office so the secretary could photocopy sheets for the class and then shut down the computer.Curling up on her bed to read the outline seemed much more appealing than sitting on the hard wooden desk chair. She could tell by the brief synopsis that the book was to have a humorous slant, something she felt was among her strengths. And it, of course, looked terribly.