I think you know very well why I didn't do more." Okay, As long as you still think I'm pretty." She went back to her salad. After she mixed it suitabl..., she asked, "What's next?" Trim the ends off the green beans." I lined up several and cut one end off, then turned them and cut the other. "Think you can do that?" I think so. Doesn't look hard."I noticed that she tried to line up the beans exactly so that they'd be like crayons in a box. I said, "They don't have to be perfect. It's hard to get. There was a gang of chavs who fought against the rich and they were feared. A chav was a teenager who wore a hooded top track suite trousers called trackies training shoes called trainers and no under ware, they were lawless roamed in gangs and people avoided them if they could even the police stayed clear of them, it was only poor people who liked them. 12 year old Cindy a girl from a very rich family was walking home from the shops with her best friend Sally also 12 from a rich family as. The second time I got an answer. ‘Hello.’ It was a mans voice. ‘Sorry, I must have the wrong number.’ I hung up and dialed again, the same voice answered. ‘Sorry, I must have written the number down wrong. Is this 535-5353?’ ‘You have the right number, who are you trying to get in touch with?’ ‘Cecelia Morgan.’ ‘Yes, this is the right number. You must have been the one who called earlier. She let it go to the machine, she was going to call you back. We were kind of busy just then. She’s in the. I liked the attention they gave me, and I sure did like getting fucked. I had a lot of fun letting them use my body for sex, but you're the only one who gets my love now."I didn't have to wonder anymore if we're turning into whores. We already know, when we're here with these guys, we're their little whores, and we love it. We're here to get as much money as we can, while they think we're here just cuz we like to fuck," Jill tells her.Allie laughs when she hears Jill say that. "We think alike.