I'm 34C, 28, 36. I'm afraid if I lose weight I'll be 32B, 28, 36. I don't fucking care. Just let me get on with my life.aroslav: Whoa! Okay. And if it...helps or not, I'd never have guessed you'd need lose ten pounds. You've always been my favorite niece and I think you're beautiful.AMANDA: And you're my favorite uncle. Oh. I guess you're my only uncle, aren't you. Still...aroslav: Let's just move on.AMANDA: Okay. I've got medium light brown hair down to my shoulders that I usually keep tied up. She's tried to seduce me into an affair several times over the years, but I've always been able to pass it off as flirtatious banter between friends and laughed it off. But the past couple of months she has been more brazen and persistent, often flirting with me right in front of both my wife and her husband. I want to take her up on her flirtations, but I know the two of them are not in an open relationship, nor do they swing. I have never cheated on my wife, well not while we've been. Why you and your husband posted pictures, is another thing I don't understand, but I'm glad you did. And I'm glad he (or was it you?) wrote to me when I made favorable comments on your first series of posted pictures. And if I were a religious man, I'd be thanking every deity I could that you – or he – and I connected so quickly and completely. Your husband wanted me to challenge you. He agreed readily to my plan. We both knew that you would probably agree, that you trusted me, maybe even. The second group of Dalton’s employees was always made up of the older members of the staff, all of whom were women. Hank was young enough, about forty Carol would have guessed, that he would have fit with either them or the younger men and women. Being 38 years old herself, she thought of him as the ideal age for her. He was ideal in other ways too. Hank was not particular handsome but he had the kind of appearance that might have been described as ‘nice’ looking. He was always well dressed.