” I went into the bedroom, where Marilyn was in the shower. I grabbed my cell phone and called George Bush. I managed to get through, and asked, “...eorge, I need you to do me a favor. Can you put your lead agent on the line?”“What’s up, Carl?”“Nothing much, just a minor issue here on my security.”“Okay, whatever. Hold on a second.”About thirty seconds later a new voice came on the line. “Special Agent Wittimer speaking. How can I help you?”“Special Agent, this is Carl Buckman. I don’t know if. And of course Quinn could choose to explore this lesbian curiosity with some other girl, but the only wants Nicole. And she plans to get her, tonight.She dials Nicoles number and waits for her to pick up. On the second ring, a voice comes through the phone."Hello, Nicole speaking" Nicole says in a business type tone. She must still be at work, she has a part time job waiting tables at a bar just up the street, but she insists on being formal no matter what job she works."Hey its Quinn.. Is this. Then her hands found their way to her breasts."No need to wear a bra. There ain't much here is there."Rubbing herself, her nipples grew to the diameter of a pencil eraser and got stiff. "Not quite half as long as a pencil eraser," she thought. "Come on guys. Where are you?"She could always wear a padded bra to accentuate her breasts, but in the gym shower, it all comes off. She really didn't want to be teased by Candy White who was Junior now and at least a double D. It was bad enough that her. I was not able to think clearly but had to tell her of my strong feelings about her too, for soothing effect and stop her from suffering any further because of me. I had made her suffer by making a big mistake of moving away from her. I assured her that I only moved away because I was in so much love with her and did not want to mess her life. I thought, that if I left, she would find a way to live her full life without me but obviously that did not happen. I did not know, what could be done.