Michelle was a great help and seemed to have the ability to get thingsdone in half the time that it would normally take me. I had more timeto dedicate...to writing and the novel was coming together quickly.Vanessa and Michelle seemed to have a relationship like bestgirlfriends or sisters rather than employer and employee or student andmentor. They spent endless hours on Michelle's studies, many timeslocked away in Michelle's room so as to not disturb my quite time inthe evening that I used to. When she got out of her car I could tell she had planned her outfit specifically for me. She is a short ebony bbw with large breasts and a great ass. To complement this she was wearing a short skirt that showed off most of her thighs and a low cut shirt which showed her marvelous breasts. We nervously walked up to each other and embraced. She said we should go to someplace more private and I agreed so she told me to hop in her car and we would drive to the local park. During the five minute. Newberg directed him toward a corner of his business, and opened one of the half dozen garage doors. Mr. Newberg pointed the tools out to him and told him he'd be back to check on himIt took some work, but Waylon got all the fasteners and screws undone. He had to hammer a bracket back into its original position, but he got the assemblies swapped. He borrowed a shop rag and tried to buff out the scratches on the grill trim and bumper.Mr. Newberg returned and inspected his work with an approving. And she smiled a little at the fact that, once again,George seemed to know the exact right time to ask the right question."I think I may finally be finished," she said, almost afraid to say italoud. She was expecting a loud outburst from George, but he surprisedher."Good girl," he said. "Now you have to publish it." Easier said than done," she replied."Of course," Rod said. "Unless you know how. We'll have to talk aboutthis over dinner."When they got to Lincoln Center, they made their way.