Why didn't you do that?" I didn't give it a thought until Kelley found it hanging in the closet. At the time, I guess I thought Megan would want to us... the shirt when she came back. Kelley talked to Megan and discouraged her from coming to the apartment." I can't say that I blame her. What would you say if Kelley was sleeping with a guy and told you nothing was happening?" That's exactly what Mel said," I laughed."Mel?" He's Megan's boyfriend. He wouldn't listen to reason either, not even after. Smiling, she introduced herself as Angela Wellington. I’m from Jamaica, she said. I’m from Winnipeg, I heard myself reply. We shook hands, and that’s how I met her. Since I was obviously a newcomer to the gym and she’s so in shape, Angela volunteered to help me with various workouts. Hmmm. I paused to consider her offer, appearing to give it some genuine thought. Got to appear cool and confident instead of eager or nervous even when you’re thrilled to merely be in her presence. Women can smell. Their attitude was different however; no longer did they taunt in the manner of old, they stood near to the sweet smelling sissy, the bulges in their jeans showing their excitement as they stroked the blushing beauty’s soft hair, some of them begging Tara to be allowed to take her off somewhere, just for five minutes as they used to. They showed less interest in Tara, attractive as she was, a whiff of pussy was now easily obtained elsewhere and Tara was a very dominant girl; the boys might. Bob had been so taken back by Sandy's appearance that he barely registered her remark about the bra. Sandy hadn't expected a response, and turned sharply at the unexpected sound of Bob's voice. “Uh yeah but...” he stammered, truly having been caught off guard, not only by his stepsister's appearance, but also by her remark. “Well I mean uh... What I am trying to say is... well you don't ever go without one, a bra I mean, you don't do you?” Sandy sneered, ignoring the question, and returned her.