She looked despairingly at the printed list of names, which for some strange reason were not in alphabetical order, hoping against hope that her name ...ould be included. Her anticipation slowly changed to dread as she slowly came to the end of the list."Oh, please let my name be there!"She shook her crossed fingers as if to shake out some magic and there right at the very bottom she saw her name printed in bold black letters.Sarah wanted to jump up and down and do a backwards flip like she used. Making mistakes and learning how to correct them is half the battle inlearning about the person I have been given permission to explore. Going out isfun, being able to do it on your own terms and not just when a shop is open tohelp you, means more opportunities to go out. I truly love what Rori and herteam can do for us. They really do open your eyes and show you what can be done.I had always had the image of a 'fat guy in a dress' as my view of Lisa. Rori,Jim and Soto have shown me that is not. I felt myself blush.Slowly she turned round and leaned forward for a mug.Natalie knew exactly what she was doing as the nightie slid up her luscious hips.She was wearing no panties.The globes of her bum cheeks parted and I caught a glimpse of her soft pussy lips and little brown rosebud of an arsehole.As quick as it came it was gone again.I was speechless as she turned and left the room without a word. Confused and slightly achy in the trouser department, I went shopping and then to the gym,. "My respect is earned," Angel snapped, "and it's just something about your misogynistic, narcissistic attitude that really brings out the bitch in me."Her retort was met with a slap across her cheek, as Bishop snarled at her. "You want misogyny, well you're in the right place. This industry is built on it; seeping misogyny from its cracks and folds, oozing misogyny from its pores; heaving hot misogyny on its foul breath." With every word, Bishop closed the distance between the two of them,.