Shapely. My fingernails were quite allot longer than they should have been. Now was coming the worse part. I could feel my butt tighten, strengthen bu... then expand outwards, my hips pushed out and my waist pulled in dramatically. I could even feel my navel pull closer together. My frame adjusted and I felt my skeleton rearrange. All the hair I had grown was completely absent save that on my head and in my crotch. Luckily everything was still alright in my crotch.I now had the figure of an. You're placing the silky palm of your left hand gently ontop of His naked thigh to try and push yourself away, at least, to tryand escape His crotch just enough to get His coarse and crinkly blackpubic hair out of your nose without waking Him. But, then unexpectedly,and without warning, you're suddenly sneezing anyway, right into Hisfucking pubic hair, and you've woken Him up anyway, unintentionally. Andby pulling your nose out of His crotch, you're quickly reminded of thevery beginning, from. Now that I was face-to-face with the enemy, I was speechless. I was so furious that I forgot what I rehearsed. I just wanted to scream until I could scream no more. Apparently the sky knew my pain because it was filled with dark clouds and randomly roared, signaling a thunderstorm was underway."Bianca! You okay? Wanna talk?" Crystal inquired as she opened her door wider, apparently inviting me in."No!" I growled. "I don't wanna talk to you. I don't wanna see you. I don't wanna do anything with. The moms always objected, while the men went utterly wild. I gave mom a pep talk. I reminded her that she could choose to go first or last...I said last. That way no other mom could attempt to outdo her. The moms were told to lift as much as they could; there were no 'do over's'. The first contestant lifted 10 lbs. and got booed! The second did 15 pounds. So on and so on, all of them were in the 10-20 pound range except for one statuesque beauty. The spitting image of my favorite, Jaclyn Smith.