It was longer as well, reaching almost down to her shoulders. At least she wasn't feeling sick anymore, although she did notice that she left more in ...he toilet than was her norm.One benefit seemed to be that it only took one harsh glare from her to silence her bitching roommate. She grabbed her purse and left to find her friend."Amanda!" she called, running to catch up."Yes?" Amanda asked, turning around. "Wait ... Kaye? Holy crap, what the heck?" Heck is for people who don't believe in Gosh,. She did, and he ran his hand from the waistband in the back and down over her ass."See how the material lays so firmly against her back here?" he asked. "Hanna, run your hand down right here to see how well the fabric lays against her."Hanna did as she was told, and Linda could feel her younger daughter's hand caress her ass."So it works OK back here," Bill said laying his hand against her ass. His finger tips just happened to land in the crack right above her puckered back door. Naturally he. They took turns in the outdoor shower, leaving their suits to dry on the deck and walking in wrapped in only a towel. Tess’s seemed small. She had to carefully manage covering her boobs and butt at the same time. She caught Uncle Charlie’s eye as she passed him starting the grill. He took in the sight and smiled at her. She smiled back.Dinner was thick, delicious steaks, mashed potatoes, and grilled vegetables. Tess devoured her slab. The whole family chatted and laughed. Two summers. I marveled at the circular clean stump left in its wake, marrow leaking from the circular bone, then I plopped the thumb away, and continued my soliloquy once he was done screaming.“Some say there are no such things as winners and losers in life, that we all suffer equally no matter our station. A woman in fine silk feels a pain just as acute as a drunkard beneath a bridge—that’s what ‘they’ say anyway. ‘They’ are fucking losers. There are definite winners and losers in life, because life is a.