Enjoy the party — I’ve gotta go mingle.’ Glinda let Jean go. Jean was the perfect party girl, able to flutter gracefully and sweetly through the...crowds, meeting guys and charming girls, but Glinda wasn’t so good at it. She took the champagne but suddenly didn’t want any. She made her way through all the fancifully dressed merrymakers until she found an empty seat on the couch in the front parlor. She sat there beside a pot of holly, watching people dancing with garlands like feather boas and. "I knew this was worrying John and his Dad. I was currently a higher-ranked prospect than John. He was a pure pocket passer geared more for a West Coast short pass offense. He threw quick accurate passes that could surgically take apart a defense. Whereas I was just as big a threat to run the ball as throw it. I also had a much better long ball. Where his offense dinks and dunks down the field. Ours exploded."John and I cut a deal. He gave me Alice, and I promised not to go to Kentucky."Alice. As she applied her makeup, she heard his car pull out of the drive. She stared into the mirror looking at her reflection wondering if she still attracted him. Time had been good to her. But still, something seemed different. His goodbye kiss was just a peck on the neck. His hands avoided her bare breasts still damp from the shower. ‘Perhaps he is having an affair’, she thought. Or maybe he has settled into a bland domestic existence. Lately he wasn’t the passionate poet she married. Oh the sex. Massey commented that she really needed both before and aftermeasurements to do an adequate assessment. Rose returned withthe test results."Damn! Rose, go out to the waiting area and have Julie come backhere. I'm sure she'd like to get a closer look at her creationand I have a few questions for her as well."A couple of minutes later Julie moved behind the doctor. Peeringover Elenore's shoulder she saw Martin's breasts for the firsttime."Gosh, those are real beauties!" She exclaimed."They may be.