Our faces, both turning crimson, then we burst out in spontaneous laughter. Terry stood up to check the washing machine, his trousers held back a very...thick stiffy. My fanny flooded down my legs. "I'll just get my tools, don't think it will be much, these models have a surge protection built in." Just like me I thought. "There you are not much to it, I won't even charge you, seeing as you put on the coffee and show." We both laughed lightheartedly, he then picked up his tools and paperwork. "You'll do nothing of the sort. Now stop. You think this is easy for me?" Carol said fighting back the smile that she was fighting desperately to hide."You're not going to be wearing this stuff," Mark said."It could be worse!" Mark's mother said."How?" Mark asked."It's for a party. What if Don Venuto had decided you guys wear these things to school or something?" Carol noted."That would be worse," Mark said. "You even care which color?" Carol asked."Are you kidding?" Mark said."Didn't think so.. The two girls tried their best to cheer up andcomfort their friend Sue even more, which seemed to work. By the end oflunch, they even got her to laugh and they all thought it would be greatto go to the mall after school so plans were made.Well as the day went by Tiffany and Bethany had their classed together,they walked together from class to class as the day went on. They came totheir final class of the day which was English 101 with Mrs. Jones, whowas almost nine months pregnant. Well while. Again, this time they struck him straight to his heart. And unfortunately in his panicked mind – they struck him even lower as well. They were a very pretty blue. Muted enough that they did not steal the focus from her other lovely features, yet still fetching and able to pull unsuspecting teenage boys under her control if she wished.Nothing special could be mentioned about her nose because his eyes so quickly moved to her mouth. Her lips were still as lovely as he always remembered them. His.