She leaned to one side and used my shoulder to steady her self on her high heels as I wheeled my desk chair under her breast. Her breast sat straight ...ut just above my fore head and I saw she was breathing heavy. I ran my hand up her thighs and she spread her legs and giggled as the top of my head rubbed under her breast."Umm Shelia I think I can help, I need to show you why getting a breast reduction is not what you need." Shelia said "OK." I said "unclasp your bra and let your breast slowly. Ebony was wearing a black dress too, but hers had no sleeves and had a plunging neckline, showing how perfect her boobs were. They walked down the street, Fran letting Ebony guide her towards her house. They chatted about the most random things on the way; how the teacher at college had a speech problem, how the night was so cold and how Ebony liked Fran's eyes.The party was crazy. Ebony's sister, Reece was so drunk, the music was so loud, downstairs was packed out and Ebony and Fran had been. The less time I was awake, the less time I would have to worry.My bridesmaids gathered at my house by 11:00. I had ordered in staff to do hair, nails, makeup and whatever else might be necessary to make everybody look as good as they possibly could.I psyched myself up to project the impression that everything was just fine. I even persuaded myself to believe it until I received proof to the contrary.Beautification was accompanied by a brunch buffet. I rejected Sabrina's suggestion that we hire. I’d rather die single.Amira: Zainab, put aside the fundamentalism. I wish there was a way out for you but I don’t see how you get outta this.Rey: Girls, I think it’s getting dark around. Think it’s time Amy heads back to her hostel room.Amira: What? No, I am not going anywhere. I need answers.Zainab: I also think it’s for the best, “Amy”.Amira: Oh, please.Zainab stood up and opened the door. By this time, it had started getting dark around the place and the cafe seemed lonely.“It’s getting too.