Why was Suki torturing her like this?"Lani! Wake the fuck up! Two cup sizes! That's what you want, yes? You do this for me, and I'll bump your tits up...to 'D', how's that sound?"That pierced Lani's fog. "Two? You'll get me the tits I want?"She looked down. Her B-cup tits were too small for her tall, lithe frame. Mosquito-bites to B-cup for her platinum membership, and still it wasn't enough. Good thing her ass was tight and her legs so long. They might ignore her boobs, but bend over in front of. .. I got a C on the test for Chapter 1. I felt like a retard. I tried to do better, but..." Izzy's voice started sounding upset and so she shut up. After a second, she tried talking again. "I'm not smart like you two... and I'm not athletic like Ashley... I can't... I can't do anything." Izzy let out a sob and tears started falling down her cheeks. "I'm just a fucking failure." She started crying and was so ashamed of herself for showing her feelings, she slammed her fist into the steering. Then, a strawberry blonde-haired, blue-eyed guy walked up to Kirri. ‘Are you okay, miss?’ He asked as he wiped off the coffee spilled on her work clothes with a napkin. ‘I’m fine, thanks. Just having a rough day.’ she said. ‘Mind if I buy you whatever drink you have?’ he offered with a smile. ‘That would be great. Tall vanilla iced latte.’Kirri said to the mysterious saint. Kirri sat down at a table by the window as she put down her briefcase and purse. A few minutes later, he came with her. Lettie and Abby stayed with Tess and John. I knew something must be up, but I didn't say anything. We were still in rough country and we only made thirteen miles for the day.We started an easy conversation not long after we started out. Emma was asking questions about Millie and me growing up and about how we had come to fall in love. Them Millie asked Emma about her childhood."Well, I think I told you I was born and raised in western Pennsylvania. My mother was a Shawnee Indian and my father.