"Among the hundred, or so, innocent bystanders being shot at by six deadly terrorists, was the only daughter of the former UN Secretary General. The i...legitimate, but much beloved daughter was visiting friends that go to UT, and they were having coffee and snacks when the shooting started. I'd have THOUGHT my niece would have told you that by now, but I see I was giving her far too much credit for competence." She giggled when she said it, and Roberta ducked her head in mock shame. They were. " She swiveled her chair to the computer, typed for a bit, and turned back. "All done." Her legs were no longer crossed because it's really hard to type with crossed legs. She giggled, as if doing something still new, leaned back in her chair, and lifted one leg high, stroking it. I realized that it would be very, very, hard to find legs as elegant as on either of these women, and I'd be damned if I could pick one over the other. Tana obviously had the spectacular boobs. She had a really nice. And then her mother came in. And she was furious. "OH SHIT!" Rachel said out loud, not knowing what she was thinking, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?" Her mother stood, aghast and livid in the doorway. "RACHEL HATHAWAY, HOW DARE YOU TALK TO YOUR MOTHER THAT WAY!" Her mother slapped her across the cheek. "You are 16 years old, you are much too young to do those things to your...your lady parts! In fact, you should never do those things to your lady parts, ever! This...this disgusting. 'Alice was now in a terrible state of distress! Her eyes wandered all over the room without seeming to see anything, incoherent murmurs escaped from her lips, as if she was trying to speak but could not, her breath went and came, her bosom rose and fell agitatedly. She was endeavouring to form some decision evidently, but unable to do so.I remained still for a brief space as if awaiting her answer; then, as she did not speak, I quietly went to a drawer, took out a pair of scissors and went back.