Thinking that itmust be some trick, or maybe I'm just getting really fat, I reached upand felt them. And yep, they're real.Wow this feels really good,...is the first thought that goes through myhead. Not why are they here? Or Oh god what have I done? Or even why arethey on me? Nope, the first thing I notice is that it feels good tosqueeze your own tit.Hands still on the merchandise, eventually I was able to look up. Acrossfrom the bed there's a table with a mirror on it. Although instead ofme,. When we aren’t talking, I think of you. During my day, even as busy as it normally is, I find myself busy with thoughts of you. Can you believe it? During the most mundane tasks, I think about you, and how you make me feel. And though we’ve never even met, you’ve accomplished something that people here with me cannot – you have made me feel. At night I dream about your touch upon my skin and how good it makes me feel. If only my dreams could become a reality. I hate to play the ‘what if’ game,. This of course drew comments from time to time, but somehow the kids that tried to make fun of them never felt the need to do so again.But back to Erika herself, though it is hard for me to separate Erika from the kids because they were such an important part of her life, she went on to have five kids, three girls and two boys. Once they were all grown and off to college, she went to work at one of the elementary schools where she did very well and won several teaching awards.Unfortunately, she. I'm not going to repeat the work here. But it was during this time that I noticed that Pauline was not present in the room... I had a chance to send out a message... but where to? There was nobody I wanted to call! A cry from the bed made me look towards Billie-Jo who seemed to be in pain."What's wrong Billie-Jo?" I asked herShe looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry Alice, but I can't hold it in any longer!" She said.I realised what she meant and quickly ran to the bathroom area and picked up a.