Her black, skull tee-shirt floated back down and forced itself upon her.The fabric extended and stretched to accommodate her larger breasts. Her jeans...filled back out like the evening before and walked toward her. The button and zipper undid themselves while Vanessa began to float and rotate in the air until her jeans slid up her legs. They fastened themselves around her waist and then her socks floated up from the floor and rolled up her feet. Tennis shoes then walked out of her closet. Tell him about your plans and that I insist you have to change your name if I'm to help you start your company," Tom said."My Dad would blow his gasket if I were to change my name. He's very proud of being a Wagner," Carl said.Tom chuckled. "Please do as I ask. Call him. Tell him that you want to begin a gourmet pickle company."Carl called his father. After a few minutes of discussion, Carl closed his cell phone. Stunned, he stared at it."What does your Dad say?" My Dad says that I should. Maybe even a lot jealous. But I understand. I love fucking you too.”I laughed and said, “I’ll give you some of the money they gave me Stace.”She looked up at me. I was serious and she saw it in my face. I didn’t think it was that big a deal but something in her expression told me that she was touched by my offer.She was all dressed except for her blouse. She put her blouse down, walked over and pulled me to my feet. She took me in her arms and squeezed me so hard I could barely breathe. She. Engineering, being a male dominated field, is going to take a lot of hard work to break into, but I am sure that the girls will make it since they both are hard workers.Senior prom was a gala affair with a live orchestra and singers. Kim and Sandy double dated and Judy and I served as chaperones. I really had a good time dancing all the slow dances with Judy. We had to circulate some to keep an eye on the kids to make sure they didn't get into trouble. We didn't attend the after prom party.