‘I haven’t written anything,’ she confessed, closing her eyes, teeth gritting, jaw tightening. ‘Amanda, it’s been four months. I got you the...opportunity. I thought that you wanted to write.’ ‘I’ve got writers block,’ Amanda hypothesized, wondering what Glory actually did for a living. Oh yes, she wrote travel manuals, proofread copy at some independent publication that paid practically nothing. Truth be known, Amanda had never asked Glory for a favor. She had never asked Glory to get her. It suddenly felt like just yesterday. “Can I take her to dinner tonight?” She knew she couldn’t stop him anyway. “Can you have her home at a decent hour, so her father doesn’t put out an APB?”“If you can break the news that his daughter will be dating the older white trash from down the street, you got a deal.”“Dating? C’mon Scooter, she’s eighteen.”“Honestly, I still feel about twenty. I really do think I’m in love with Alyx, no bullshit.” She had no idea what to do or say, so just. She was on track to gain another thirty with the latest one. Bruce made a quick glance at her huge tits as they jiggled about. They would be pushing the size of basketballs by the time she delivered.Beth and Sally were in the middle of a conversation, “It would be nice to get Clarice to move up here, but she really hates the cold. But we go down there quite a bit so it’s not that bad.”Bruce waited for them to finish before addressing Sally, “Jim tells me the movers can’t come until Thursday.. "He put his hat back on and straightened up. "It's hell not being able to trust people, Judy. But that's just a tiny hell, compared to what happens when you find out someone you like and trust is selling you down the river. Even if it's for ideology instead of money, it's not a pleasant thing. So, I learned to be cautious. You should be too." And the others?" Judy asked."If all of us aren't cautious, God knows what will happen to us. Still, I wouldn't bother them with this just yet. Maybe.