Maybe thousands of times. So there was no primary turning point.So what I should have said was that one of the turning points I actually saw and recog...ized AS a turning point, was when Lynne blinked, and kind of stuttered: "We're all naked!"Now I don't know if I, being a man, just got used to nudity a little quicker than a woman would, or whether I just didn't want either woman to cover up, seeing as how I was enjoying the view. So I said "It's all right. I've been thinking of becoming a nudist. She turned her head to look back at me and replied, “I’m so very sorry, Gil. You must think me rude. It’s just pre-wedding jitters. The past few months have been incredibly hectic. A never-ending nightmare would be a more accurate description.” “Hey! Stop hitting on my friend, you pervert!” Estefania’s friend laughed out as she walked towards us. I chuckled and offered her a light. “Thank you, 007,” she giggled. I threw my cigarette to the floor and crushed it under my shoe.. Either way, it smells good.”“I, uh...”“Don't worry about it; I just wanted to make sure you had everything squared away—you were in the bathroom for a while, there.”“Ah, yeah,” I stammered.She giggled a little and turned to leave, but then put her hand on my shoulder and moved close to my ear. “You might want to get some breath mints if you're going to spend any more time in the second floor bathroom from now on.”I turned to look at her and saw her grinning at me before walking out of my. You can't spell jealousy without 'lousy'; and that's how a jealous person feels until they can make the subject / object of that bitter jealousy feel it too.Janet Green was the second most popular girl at New Vista High School. She had everything: looks, sex appeal, brains, friends, pleasant manners, social graces, affluence, influence and confidence. The eleventh grader was sweet sixteen, sexy and bit sassy. Everyone loved and admired the girl with the golden glow.If they only knew! Her glow.