.that's right...andwe pull it up like so...and then Tiffany zips up the back...and voila.You're into it now girl"I was thinking about how so many of o...r comments had multiple meanings."Indeed I am," I replied.Bending over, I traded the slippers for a pair of beautiful sandalsthat Tiffany offered me. "We wear the same size," she said with ashrug.I didn't have time to revel in the process, there was a storm ragingaround me and I felt like it was about to break. Someone rolled thechair over to me,. Come to think of it, Stacy was never keen about any sort of schoolwork.They arrived at the school lab and Clifford used his keys to let them in. He was an honour student at Piedmont High and was trusted with keys to most of the school. He walked inside and turned on the lights. As the last of the fluorescents came to life he turned to Stacy."Okay, suppose you tell me what we're really doing here?" Whatever do you mean, Cliffy?" asked Stacy sweetly. She opened her blue eyes wide in a mock. Tired, worn out, after a hard day's work. Looked like it was more than that too. You were guessing her life had hit her with a few body shots recently as well. She looked so out of place here, likely she just desperately needed a drink and this was the first place she had come across.You continue walking around the table, looking over things and taking shots. You kept an eye on this gorgeous woman. Her eyes remained closed as she rubbed her sore neck.Finally you say something. “Rough day?” You. Matt squirmed, which drew what seemed to be some chuckles from the monster. Think that’s funny, do you? Let’s see you laugh about this! He pushes both arms out, intending to shove her away. Instead, his hands sink into it’s breasts like a pillow. A wicked grin spreads on the monster’s face and she picks up Matt with ease, throwing him over her shoulder. “Hey! Put me down, dammit!” He hits the monster in the back several times, which seems to do nothing but amuse her. After some walking, she.