Aab mai thaan liya tha ki aab chahe joo bhi ho mai isko chod kar rahuga.Mai usko line marne laga par dar dar ke.Mai uska picha karne laga. lakin saali...bhaut natal karne lagi. mujhe bhaw bhi nahi deti thi. Ek din too mai use bhaut line dene too woh sidhe mujhe salary boli ki jyada natak karoge to.mai tumhare maan ko bata dugi meri to puri tarha phatgayi.Mai us din se pecha kar na chod diya. Phir bhi maine haar nahi maani. Uska ek chota bhai bhi tha usko laalach dekar mai pataya.Uske saath hamesa. But I think she kind of suspected that when I told her it would be for a weekend. That’s how I was able to talk her into trying on the clothes for me. She thought what we were doing was hot and fun and wanted to help.” I kind of swallowed a little bit trying to get up the courage to continue, “She’s really close to the same size as you. Jacqui wanted me to bring in one of your dresses to match the size, but I thought it would be better if she tried them on instead. When I asked her, she was. "Are you sure? I have seen depression before. My mom had it when her parents were killed in Chechnya. She killed herself two weeks after we buried them. Please, Mathew, get some help for her," Ana begged.I stood there looking at here for a second, and thought about what she said. "If she needs it, I will get it. But I think all of us can help her more than some shrink with pills," I replied as I finished getting dressed."Ok, if you think so, then I will try. So what are the plans today?" she. She looked completely different from yesterday. I had to have a second look at her to confirm she was the same girl. Yesterday, she was a pale shadow of who she was today - young, chic, trendy, and incredibly hot.She wore a single-piece skater dress falling to just above her knees. Her fair skin was a beautiful contrast to her maroon dress. Bold red lipstick, black eyeliner, and a little eye shadow painted her face. I caught a whiff of lovely light perfume. Her fair hair hung slightly wet and.