For a homeless, Norma was well fed. But she didn't look it. The bright white one-piece frock with red buttons all the way in the front that she was we...ring now was bought when she was seven. And it still fit. Norma's nails were dirty because of too much running around in the mud, her hair could use a wash and her shoes were grimy.But she was pretty.Say that you have a little young girl; she's nearing five months and you're sitting at a bus-stop holding her. While she's gurgling in your hands. About a half mile down the beach I found Al and Nina leaning on the hood of an ancient minivan with a couple of surfboards. It was a cool day and both of them were wearing full Rip Curl neoprene wetsuits and split toe booties. Nina looked cute as hell in the skintight suit. I jumped down from my truck and greeted them. After a few minutes of talk about surfing I told them what I had witnessed earlier in the parking lot.Maybe I should have used a different approach to telling them because Nina. "You want to listen in on the living room phone while I call her from upstairs?" Just leave me alone for now. My knee hurts really bad. We'll talk about it later. It doesn't really matter anyway, because she and I were already finished."That was such a pussy statement that I made a big mistake then, I got too close to him, close enough where he could reach out with his good arm and grab me. Which is exactly what he did. His problem was that he only had one good arm and one good leg. I kicked. As I walked out onto their patio, Jeff said, "Hey, Beverly, you look nice. Well, pretty hot. Like these steaks? That's dinner. Them and some baked potatoes. I'll get us both a beer."Well, well, a beer. No way I'm gonna turn that down."Sure, why not?"As he twisted off the cap and handed it to me, he said, "You sure fill that top, Bev. You look larger than Karen. Really nice."I felt my face flush a bit but I also breathed a bit deeper and expanded my chest just a tad."What bra size are you now?".