My friends all tell me I’m pretty, but they would say that, wouldn’t they? Anyway, I am 5’3 with 32b breasts, a flat, toned belly and shaven cro...ch. I am very into my sports so I keep quite athletic and I am a member of the cheerleading squad in school. My best friend in the whole wide world is Kelly Johnson and we often hang out together after school or practice. I have gotten to know her parents quite well and they are both nice to me. Kelly’s mum, Sara is tall with dark hair and light blue. “I’m sorry, Mrs. T. I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable,” I said.She loosened up a little. “Don’t be silly, Kevin. It’s not your fault. I think it’s more about appearances than anything else. Mr. Toner is a very important man. I can’t have the Washington Post finding a naked teenager in his pool.”“So I didn’t make you uncomfortable, I hope?”“Not at all, Kevin."I gulped. “Good, cuz I saw you in the window.” The blood rushed to my face, my ears hissed. Nothing moved. Her face was frozen in. " he proceeded to spill his entire story to the man he couldn't even see properly.The man seemed perfectly content to listen to the rambling story and he didn't move or speak until Simon had finished.The man shook his head sadly. "You seemed to have hit a really bad patch of bad luck. However, I can help you." How, can you just wave your hand and make all the fines disappear?" In a way, yes."Simon laughed out loud. When he had recovered enough to look at the man again he saw no amusement on the. We sat apart on the sofa, our coffee on the low table in front of us, neither having the words to begin the conversation.Finally, I decided to start. "It's been several weeks since I ... left, Sylvia. A lot has happened since then. I'm sure you know I've resigned from F & C. I now have my own business, Copely Services. So far, it's going quite well. I'm glad I took the chance. I'm a lot happier this way, being my own boss." Yes, I'm sure you are. Can you make a living at it? I mean a steady.