I sat down, floored. Me, A girl? Was I that much changed? I looked atmyself in the shop mirrors. I could maybe see it, kind of, if Isquinted. I sighed... I really could use the extra money to build up somesort of savings. I looked at Razor hard. "Just dinner. Nothing else?Just one night in a restaurant, then I'm gone?" I asked, hardlybelieving I was even considering this. Razor nodded eagerly. I sighedagain. "Ok, Fine. But the restaurant better have a good lobster," Isaid, with a sardonic. I know he’s just about creaming his jeans watching my tits, she thought, lifting a carrot to her lips and biting it off viciously as she shared eyes with him. Her husband cut off a bite of pork chop, dipped the salsa on, chewed slowly as he deliberately stared at her nipples. He knew she enjoyed showing herself off, and he didn’t mind at all. She had been so reserved and “straight” during most of their married life, except in bed at night when she always wanted more than he did. But now. .shit. I was staring. She could tell and didn’t stop smiling. And her eyes stayed right on mine. That’s when I noticed she was wearing a white coat, but the nurse at school here never wore a nurse’s outfit before. And it was a little shiney, which seemed odd..and was I going crazy? Was it really really low cut for a professional uniform? Her cleavage was practically falling out of it.“Do you like my outfit?” She asked, obviously I must have been staring. She stood up and spun around. “The. " Oh, I'm serious Gladys. I have not had a man toss my coin purse since this happened", said Maria, pointing at her belly. "And I really did wet myself", she continued, and pulled up her skirt to reveal a dark wet spot on her panties.Ms. Alsover looked at the girl sitting next to her, and then at the little patch of dark public hair just poking out over the edge of her cheerful polka-dotted panties. Without thinking, she lowered her hand and brushed the pubic hair with the back of her fingers..