I grab at my breasts, fingernails digging deep, try to pluck the words from my being, twisting, gouging, scraping, skin trapped beneath my nails, glor...ous red furrows brilliant on my flesh. "Bitch. Bitch. Bitch." Railway tracks dragged across my heaving stomach, reaching for the spatula. Glorious firm unforgiving wood to caress my flesh, to swat, to shape, to punish, to bruise. Pathetic breasts, that slight wibble of stomach flesh, too prominent hip bones, the slight stubbling of my pubis not. There was something else about her we liked instantly... she was wearing really tight jeans with her thong popping out of her jeans when she sat down, and a tiny tank top that barley covered her breasts. She kept looking at Mina in a way that if it was any one else Mina would have been uncomfortable, however Mina feels very confident and wanted to jump this woman. I could feel all this tension and could barely take it. As the interview was almost over, Morgan blurted out how beautiful and sexy. He’s really a STUD Mom, Elaine thinks, ‘I should make a play for Bobby.’ What do you think?’ I was getting irritated, ‘What I think young lady is, it’s time for you to get ready!’ Nancy kept annoying me with questions, ‘Maybe I’ll get a scholarship to Florida State in basketball—wouldn’t that be neat Mom? It’d be just like you and Daddy were back in the day—a basketball player dating a football player. Maybe me and Bobby will become ‘fucking machines’ too!’ I slammed Nancy Ann’s bedroom door in. Hal figures he’ll have to chase them down. Hal turns, and walks away, leaving them to their lunch.He crosses the room to where the last of the girls in the group are, the three seniors. He delivers the same message he gave the other girls this morning. One makes a note to turn up, but the other two say they will while thinking they won’t. Hal nods at them, and leaves them be. They’ll all be there when he wants them, voluntarily or otherwise.The afternoon goes as usual for a Wednesday, which is.