"Oh, I don't know. I think Mom would approve of a nice, tasteful little tattoo. What kind do you think would look good on me?"Bob, like many men, was ...ighting a losing battle and didn't even know it. Her question was so normal sounding that he reacted normally."Where?" he asked."Where Professor Simpson has hers, of course," said Mandy sweetly. "She's a respectable adult, after all." I told you, I didn't see hers." If the truth were told, Bob had been so busy looking at his niece that he really. They went off to bed about 11:30pm claiming that they needed to be away quite promptly in the morning. I was disappointed and made a mental note to myself to not invite either of them again. Simon was sat next to me, had had way to much red wine and was going on endlessly about his ex-wife and what a total bitch she was and how she had screwed him for everything. I wasn’t really paying any attention to what he was saying. I was watching Chris and James getting on like a house on fire. Chris is. I was instructed to look afterthe k**s who were playing on the Marriage's hall terrace. I saw mycousin sister playing with these k**s. The k**s were all below 8years. She came to me and we started chatting about our school,teachers, friends & teachers (I believe, that's the topic I candebate with my cousin sister). In the moon shine, I was magnetized byher physically maturity glooming out of her silk dress, her magneticeye, magical smile, her makeup and costumes carved the novel pictureof. " Surgeries have come a long way, mother," Fran responded.'She told them that I was a transsexual', Jordan thought as he grewenraged."Okay, let me meet your roommate," Fran's mother then said.Jordan wanted to hide himself, but he saw no need given what he had heard.Fran walked back into the storeroom with her mother and said, "Nicole,come on over here. I have someone I want you to meet."Jordan glared at her before he walked towards her and turned to see Fran'smother. She looked a lot like her.