Have you ever designed something or radically altered an existing piece of equipment?" Lots of times. A part is not always available and I have to do ...ome fancy workarounds to keep some machinery going." I can give you a job right now that lets you use only your brain and your hands." That sounds great. What do I have to do?" I imagine you have seen those large augers that go on the front of a large truck to throw snow far from the side of the highway?" Sure did, I even worked on some." Good, I. No promises but I'll try." I answered "That's all I can ask."Well her virtual dance card started to fill up and she was dating almost every Saturday night. Most of the guys she dated seemed to be ok nice guys. They even came close to almost being good enough for my little angel. This went along just fine until one Saturday night she came home early from her date at nine when her curfew was eleven. Normally we would sit on the couch after her dates and she would tell me how it went. That night. I watch as she closes the door and head back to her room. The next morning I go out and make us breakfast still half groggy from the lack of sleep last night. I figured that I would let my daughter sleep while I got her food ready. I go to her room and shes sleeping with a look of content on her face. I sit on the edge of the bed, rub her shoulder, while calling her name. She moves from her side to her back, stretching her arms up, pulling her shirt up, letting me see her almost bald pussy. I. Despite the closeness of the two women’s friendship, they were at this moment standing revealingly far away from each other. There views on the subject were so different. Jane loved Cynara for her individuality and free spirit, an attribute that Jane secretly longed to have in herself, but also something she felt she could never really possess. At the same time, though, Jane resented Cynara trying to push these ideals onto her. When Cynara talked about passion and true love, Jane did want those.