When I arrived at the foot of her friend’s condominium block, she had not completed her project yet. As her friend’s family was overseas (her frie...d’s father is an SIA pilot, and her friend’s mother and brother often join him on his overseas trips during the holidays), Angeline told me to join them upstairs instead of waiting in my car. I rang the doorbell and Angeline opened the door. A GND, she was dressed in a white t-shirt and red FBTs. Beneath her white t-shirt was a bright blue halter. Praying maybe.Muttering to myself.Willing both lines to appear this time.Willing the impossible to happen - for every doctor we'd seen to beproven wrong.And ever so slowly, in that little oval hole, first one, then two linesblurred into view.And I stared. I gaped at them in complete disbelief. The hope in me haddied at least a year earlier. All that was left in its stead waswonder.And it was then, as the truth of what I was seeing blossomed across mymind that I suddenly recalled the dark wish. " Their logo was also a red flag. It was a drawing of a crescent moon with three belly dancers in various poses dancing around it. "Documentary my ass!"The night before my audition I was scared shitless. I must have tried on every outfit I owned. Mike suggested I wear something "hot." For the first time since leaving Millingham, I really missed Gigi. I really could have used hir advice.I decided to go with a short black dress that went well with my sexiest pair of black high heels. . She lay back down on the pallet and spread her legs wide, pulling her shorts to the side and digging her other hand inside herself until the juices squished out and made a little rivulet down her inner thigh. Frantic now, pulling her breast and moaning with a low growl, she masturbated until she felt the orgasm rise up in her like the yells and screams of the crowd at the bonfire last night. She thought of them all running around in a circle. She was lying in the middle, lying in the dirt.