At home, Nancy was treated to a combination of barely understandable Irish brogue and Puerto Rican spoken with a heavy sprinkling of dirty words to em...hasize a point to be made.Looking at Nancy head-on, it would be difficult to pinpoint where the Irish left off and the Puerto Rican began. In fact, she looked more like a diet-conscious French model than either Irish or Puerto Rican. Despite her home environment, the nuns at Saint Veronica's had done a good job in instilling a sense of English. ..You're standing in a long room filled with large panoramic windows overlooking a quiet, brightly lit up, street that's decorated in contemporary minimalist fashion you hear the faint clacking of heels striking the lacquered floors but you pay no mind and resume facing the calming streetscape. Suddenly you are pulled back and down upon a conveniently placed white over stuffed white leather sofa you're sitting there stunned and feeling out of sorts you look up taking me all in from my curly. Looking back."You can look," I say, biting my lip, following his lead. "I ... likethat you want to." I confess. "Tell me, do you think I'm pretty?" I don't know," he says. "Yes, but..."On instinct I take a step towards him and start to reach out with myhand to touch his face. My fingers find his chin and tilt his headupwards, away from the floor to look me in the eyes."You're my ..." he starts to say, but I cut him off with a kiss, a softtender kiss on the lips that takes him by surprise, and. " Oh, that," Gayle shrugged. "We just kissed a little, that's all." That's all?" It was plain that Cindy didn't believe her for a moment."Oh, he tried to feel me up some. I let him. Some." Randy and I went a little further than that," Cindy said, as if bragging a little. "Of course I didn't let him go all the way or anything. We went over to that new show home out by Pine Valley. Randy knew the guy whose dad owns it. Randy and I found an empty bedroom and for a while it got pretty hot and.