Debby slowly opened the book, the binder crackling softly. To her relief, instead of an overwhelming sense of guilt, she felt a sudden renewed connect...on to her old friend through the yellowed pages and flowing black script. Perhaps it was a good omen that the ritual she found on the first page she saw was for fostering good will between friends."One-four-six," Debby murmured as she turned the pages with care. She smiled. "This is a ritual for purifying water. Water must be the base." That has. She took one step inside, managed to tangle her cane in her legs and sprawled flat on her face while hiking her short skirt up above her waist!I hustled over to her, while Evin stepped up beside Ana. "I apologize, Mrs. Matthews. I know Bob told you she was a bit of an airhead, but I'm afraid she's not very well coordinated. By the way, I'm her uncle, Evin Donovan." All the time he was holding up, Embarrassment. "Oh shit! The Klutz!"Several of the guys arrived at the door, just as Kathleen got. I looked up and seen a pair of very beautifully, very worried eyes looking down at me. When she spoke I thought I died and she was an angel."are you alright?" she asked.I replied "is this heaven?"she laughed a little but it became stifled with a sad look. she said "no. I acedently hit you with my bike ... im so sorry, do you think you'll need to see a doctor?"I replied "no I don't think so" as i got up to walk around, feeling less dizzy as I was before. the second I got up I missed the feeling. I slip it around me and fasten the four hooks and eyes, pulling it around and up under my breasts. Cupping each breast as I pull the cups up and tighten the shoulder straps, I take a quick peek in the mirror. The effect is amazing, my medium sized 36B's are sticking out like double D's, offered like ripe fruit on a plate for whatever hand cares to test their firmness. My nipples are beginning to harden in anticipation, peeking over the front of the bra, will I really have the nerve to wear.