You know... pretty pictures."Oh, Frank, please... you don't have to do that!" Miss De La Court broke in."Shut the fuck up, Glenda!" Hammer snapped. "I...ll ask for your opinion when I want it!" But Frank... he's already agreed to pay!" Shut up, cunt!" Hammer roared.Glenda lapsed into a frightened silence. Ryan realized she had been looking very strained since the two of them had come in. Obviously she didn't like what Hammer was doing. Ryan immediately sensed an ally."What pictures are you. Ishaved my legs and under my arms because I felt that's what us girls do.As I got out of the shower I wrapped a large towel around my body as Ilooked at my chest and thought to myself that I might not need thebreast forms too much longer as I think they are looking to be about thesize I would be comfortable with. I wrapped a towel around my head tohelp my hair dry as I went over to the vanity to start putting on mymake-up.Being in my girl mode I never thought about all the practice it took. The first, and only, time we had sex she told me no condom, and then told me to pull out after I was already cumming. Since then it's just been blow jobs. But I'm not complaining. Her texts are probably about the doctors visit she had this morning. It's been 6 weeks since the possible conception and all tests have been negative, she started birth control the week after our scare. So either she is pregnant or the birth control stopped her period. I looked down at my phone to end the suspense,. It was that admiration that had us accepting and loving her so quickly.But now we understood what lay under that.The unwavering hope that had seen her through the years of torment without succumbing to the madness that was her right, was still there, deep in her emotional core. It had been joined with the near unconditional love she felt for those of us who had saved her from her hell and accepted her into our family.She loved us.We loved her.Her plan to keep Mike from forming the sort of.