After all, that is what I am. I am pregnant. Very pregnant, I might add."Meg looked at her friend and shook her head."Christine, you were so tiny befo...e that until just recently, you only looked as if you had gained some weight. You never looked with child. You still do not."The young mother-to-be rolled her eyes."Wonderful! I do not look pregnant. I just look fat. Remind me to give you the same support when you are expecting your first child, Meg. I am certain that you will find it as. This meant that I was facing the door, and that everyone whowalked in had a full view of me in that chair with that hairstyle. Mommade sure that the purse that Vanessa was forced to carry to the salonwas on my chair, and that I put on the flip flops that were in my bag soeveryone could see my toes.Several people whispered to each other as they walked in and saw me, andsome were more blatant about it and talked out loud or asked who thesissy was. Jessica was happy to introduce me as the boy who. "W-well I'm not a lesbian if that's what you mean...?" Responds Sarah."No, that isn't what I meant, I asked you, do you love cocks?" Mandy returns."Sorry, er y-yes I quess I do." Sarah tells trying to hide her fear."That's what I thought, all sluts like you love cock, you hunger for them, don't you?" Mandy giggles."N-no, I told you, I'm not a slut!" Sarah reacts feeling insulted, "I've only ever had one boyfriend..." Ha! I find that hard to believe!" Mandy mocks, "Face it, you're nothing but a. They were all drunk, including Bob. Turns out they had all decided to come back to our room for one last poker game. Little did I know that it would last all night and that Bob would stake everything on the last hand and lose...and not have the money to pay up. This was our last night in Las Vegas and I had been packing our bags to be ready to leave early in the morning for the long drive back to LA."Sweet baby Jesus!" The tall blond guy with the close cropped hair had taken one look at me and.