"Oh my god stacy dont say dead please, it scares me" I said frantically."Im sorry honey! I love you! Think life! Think flowers and butterflies!"she re...ponded.As soon as she said flowers and butterflies, My mind went haywire again.I felt like I instantly analyzed everything there was to know about howflowers work, and how butterflies think and see and feel. Right when Isnapped out of it, a butterfly flew near, and started swirling aroundme."Wow! you just said butterfly, and now one is right. I recalled that she was a quiet shy girl, with short brown hair and eyes, wearing glasses, small, around five feet, very thin with, I’d guess, C cup boobs. Just as I was recalling, I turned to look at the office door as it opened and there she was. Her hair had grown to just over shoulder length, no glasses and far more curvy than I remembered. She was wearing a gray jacket with a white camisole top underneath, mid-thigh length tight black skirt, tights with sensible shoes. She smiled as I put. That didn’t last long, but it was a nice thought.I’m single and my entire family is my older sister, Shelby, thirty-five now, my niece, Angel, thirteen, my nephews Max, ten, and Todd is five. Shelby got rid of the lump of alcohol soaked fat that her husband turned into. We do actually have another branch of the family. Our cousin Veronica is thirty-nine. She has a little girl as well. Brittany is thirteen too. Veronica looks just like the Veronica from the old Archie comics. Well, a thirty nine. As sheis about to eat, a door opens and a mans voice is heard:"Hey Valarie," he calls, "I'm on my lunch break and Kim told me to checkup on your sissy ass!"Valarie sighs and says, "I'm about to eat my lunch. Can you come backlater? You know I don't like it when you're here and Mistress Kimberlyisn't home. And please, don't call me a sissy."The man enters the kitchen, standing over the table across from whereValarie is sitting."I'm just here to make sure you're still following the rules," he.