What I mean is the way she carriesherself. The way she moves, smiles, crosses her legs, brushes her hairfrom her eyes. The way she wears a silk dress ...r a satin blouse and asimple black skirt. It makes me...crazy. And I know that she knows it.Plus she says things. "I'd love to have your complexion," or "What longeyelashes you have Carl," or "That's a pretty color for you." Maybebecause she had three sisters she see things through a femaleperspective but sometimes, it can be quite unnerving. And. Megan's best friend Mona was the first to notice her gently protruding paunch. Shy, nerdy, and petite, the mousy brunette couldn't be more unlike the popular, outgoing Megan, but despite their differences they had become fast friends after meeting at the beginning of freshman year. The bright twenty year-old had quickly connected the dots between Megan's softer, slightly flushed appearance and the odd behavior changes she had noticed in her friend over the past few months."You're, um, glowing a. The press always listens to police scanners, I have to wonder why the police don’t listen to the press radios. (Okay, I know the answer, but it was dumb.)Jax and I agreed it was unfortunate that the press might trample some evidence, hiding the identity of anyone else who was there, although the 6 missing ears were kind of a dead giveaway. The press might even leave some non-evidence of their own, then ask, “how could the police give those poor boys justice without the truth?” Also, more cops. We were all excited about how the morning had gone and what we had accomplished. I suggested that the next item be a visit to the armory for small arms training. Julie argued that the longer we left the commissary the harder the mess would be to clean up. In the end, we agreed to go to the armory, locate the small arms and stock them in the MCP. Then we would spend the remainder of the day at the commissary doing drudge work.When we got to the commissary there was plenty of room out front for.