We did andwe did. Renee then led us out a backdoor. Much to my surprise weentered a tropical courtyard, which even featured a gurgling fountain,encl...sed on all four sides by other businesses. This being March, thetemperature and humidity were quite comfortable, especially with all ofthe tropical foliage. The foliage also served to block the view fromnearby skyscrapers. Who would have imagined?Renee yelled out, ?Champagne for everyone.? A table by the entranceheld a plethora of champagne. He and I went over to Dillard's and met with Ellen. There was so much tobuy! Not just an outfit, but a "real" bra, and shoes, a purse, and otheraccessories. First stop: shapewear. I had always been skinny("delicate," as Ellen described it) which was great, but, except for mybutt, I didn't have much of a girlish shape below the waist. Ellenselected a padded girdle to give me more pronounced hips. Then she tookall kinds of measurements: waist, hips, chest, middle chest, upperchest... . Completely different to him. Andy was large for his age, a slight overhang on the belly. And yet, his unintentional stare had brought him some attention. He was looking right back at him.Andy's member was rapidly hardening, although his comparative lack of size at least made it easy to remain fairly inconspicuous. From everyone, that was, apart from the guy in the corner. He was now staring straight at him, eyes lifting from his feet to his mid-section, slowly up to his eyes, and back down. .." Roger made a Gallic shrug. "Pfft ... let her keep her Greek myths." I like Greek myths," Miriam interjected, "like the one about the goose that laid the golden egg..."Rick looked up at her. "I believe that is one of Aesop's Fables," he remarked, "not a myth." Aesop was a Greek -- wasn't he?"Rick let out an exasperated sigh. "Yes ... but not a god or a hero ... More like a commentator like ... like I dunno, Pliny." Pliny was a Roman," Brenda added. "I think Aesop is more like Sophocles ....