Valerie wasabandoned by her boyfriend, Tiffany's boyfriend was a known drunk andwomanizer who struggled to hold down a job. She found solace in both,w...rking out some of her motherhood issues by babysitting for them orbeing a shoulder to cry on when things got rough for them.Greta was the big sister that she had needed for a long time, helpingDorothy endure the isolation from everyone she had ever known. She wasTiffany's twin sister and had a loving husband, but struggledfinancially to get. "This one gets points by not skimping on the stationary, not that it will get him anywhere." She stashed the letter in her purse. Catie Vanguard was seventeen and the word stunning failed to accurately describe her. She was tall and had shoulder length brunette hair. Her legs were long and shapely, her breasts beautifully rounded B cups. She could pass for someone in her twenties. Perfect genetics passed to her from her parents, who were athletic and attractive, along with exercise and diet. What the hell, it's Homecoming, I said to myself. I filled each glass about halfway, and the six of us raised them in a toast to a glorious weekend."Cheers!" Halleluiah!" Down the hatch!"And I brought the glass to my lips.It was very tasty, a sweet and fruity berry wine of some sort. We all made murmurs of appreciation, and I lifted my glass and saluted Skye, inside her store, minding the counter. She smiled and waved, and Stone flashed us a peace sign from his window in the kitchen.We cheered. I opened the door and went into the office. Mr. Smith was seated at his desk. Right in front of his desk was a straight back chair. He looked at me with narrowed eyes. "Have a seat Miss Taylor and please explain to me why you could not make it to my office in the ten minutes that I had given you."I sat in the chair and rested my hands in my lap. "Well, Mr. Smith I had to stop at the restroom first. I came here as soon as I was finished. I am sorry that I was late." Well, young lady we seem to.