.."The thought began to sink in. She knew what she did for a living, and her body was built for it. Her legs, her figure, her looks. "I'm a Rockette. ...'m a Radio City Rockette. Jesus."She sat stunned, staring at the legs that got her the job of a lifetime for any dancer. Her jarred memory flashed the theatre, New York. "Oh no...the wish. I wished I could be in New York with friends. That wish...oh shit."She quickly shot off the couch and ran to the refrigerator. Tacked up onto the freezer door,. Let’s see...Oh. My. God!LYNETTE?? Lynette likes this stuff ‽‽ My sweet, innocent church-lady little sister likes this stuff‽‽ Here, I felt guilty all that time, taking care of youknowwhat all by myself, and Lynette LIKES this stuff? Then I remembered one night at home, when Mom let her have a slumber party with some girls from Youth Group, and I heard them giggling about something in the Bible. I looked up a couple of places they were shushing each other about, and Sure enough! One place in the. So I just knock their dams down and move them. Instead of the alternative my dad prefers, blowing them to pieces.The hot sun was beating down on me as I pulled the last of the branches out of the channel by hand. I was covered in mud, and muck. It was so hot the mud would dry up on my skin pretty quickly, turning it into a coating of dirt as I worked.I was taking a short water break when I heard Ms. Cherro's UTV rolled up from over the hill. She drove over to the other side of the channel and. ”Cathy received lots of stares as they walked hand in hand towards Chandler’s restaurant. Once inside Dan announced his reservation and they were escorted to their table. Most every adult within viewing distance looked at her and quietly commented about the dress she was wearing.She sat on the padded bench, her full breasts slightly giggling. She adjusted the opening again to reveal the most cleavage and her nipples between the patterned lace“I’ve asked for Andrew to be our waiter. He provides.