I can't believe you, you know I'd never do that, only for you...ok, I'll pretend. Just for you I will dance with another man tonight. I'll call you wh...n I get back." I cough lightly, and she starts. She sees me and blush again, clasps a hand to her forehead in feign over-embarrassment. She says goodnight to her husband, "Hey, I've got to run or I'll be late...ok...ok. Bye now!" She's in her late twenties, luxuriously blonde hair, either expensively done or natural. Perky breasts in an expensive. Rosa used the opportunity to assess Sharon 's figure and gave her a ten, the highest on the measurement scale."Dutch... err," she nodded to Rosa, and giving her well developed torso the once over as only a woman can do. "I'm sorry we haven't met." We have now," Rosa said, smiling and giving her pelvis a faint thrust forward toward Sharon who smiled at her."I'm Rosa, " she said calmly, groaning inwardly at the loss of Dutch's finger which he was studying. Apparently thinking nothing of how she. Smiling, Georgia said, “We have some news for you.”“What?” Oscar asked knowing what they were about to tell him, but not wanting to spoil their surprise. He still had the ability to see the future.“We’re both pregnant,” Debbie said feeling Georgia squeeze her hand. They had bought a pregnancy test from the pharmacy. The results were positive, but hadn’t been verified by a doctor yet.“That’s great,” Oscar said. He moved over to the two women and pulled them into a nice three-way hug. It felt. I’m afraid I got rather carried away,” she told me.It wouldn’t be until later that I figured out what ‘carried away’ meant. In her mid-forties, Rachael claimed that she had long ago become comfortable with the small size of her breasts. However, with my gift, I knew that it secretly thrilled her when I paid extra attention to them.“Michael, I had another vision,” she announced.I sat up at her words and immediately scanned the area. Because of the large number of people it took me a little.