“beach sounds great. Time? Who else is going?” My hands were shaking a bit from my run so it took me a few times to get the text right. I am forev...r sending typos. The auto-correct feature doesn't help. In fact, it sometimes results in rather Freudian-like slips.I was breathing myself into Downward Dog when Grace finally responded. “10:30. whole gang.”I meant to text, “ coming, meet u soon, yay !”but my auto-correct is used to me sexting Shawn, so instead it sent, “ cumming, Melissa soon, yay!. Vi como se acercaba una persona a la puerta por el vidrio biselado.Una mujer de la misma edad que doña Mirta, pero delgada y también teñida de rubio, nos abrió y nos hizo seguir.Me miraba y cuando Mirta le dijo:-"Ella es la chica de la que te hablé"-Mucho gusto, soy Yolanda...eh sabes a que vienes?Mirta:-Ella ya lo sabeYolanda:-Que bien, enséñame con lo que vas a trabajarMirta:-Que te desvistasLo hice pero quedándome en ropa interior. Doña Yolanda me señaló el sostén. Me lo solté sin. Thanks Laura.” She smiled uneasily and walked into the spacious changing area.The ex-Head Girl spent the next ten minutes changing out of her jeans and sweater and into the white short-sleeved cotton blouse and knee-length black skirt that was in the bag that Laura had given her. She stood there for a few moments, looking herself up and down in the full-length mirror and decided that the items fit her perfectly. The blouse was loose fitting, but she reckoned that was correct seen as she would. Me on the other hand: 5"6" and 150; very well-muscled, my uncle's fault; but only so-so looking. And definitely A-cups—pretty much flat chested actually.I picked her up in a very upscale neighborhood. The house? Early American on maybe three quarters of an acre: Two-story, wood frame, separate three car garage; it was a very nice place. Friday evening had been slow in coming, but it did finally come.Dinner at the Foghorn, dancing at Juliana's, and coffee at a purveyor of fine Scottish.