She smiled and " what are you doing?" she asked."n..n..n..nothing..."i tried to walk away but my pants fell around my anklesand i fell.she laughed at ...e, i was red with shame"please live me alone" i was ready to cry.she stood next to me and helped me stand up."it's ok homey, i have seen worse"i quickly put my pants back an properly these time.i went to take my things and to get the hell away.she had other ideas, "hold on", she grabbed my shoulder."what's the rush? let's talk about what happened. I smiled at him. "I'm a fast learner, ask my Mom or Dad. I might have already known them, or I might have heard about them just being here. I'm sure the tests will show that my brain is functioning normally and you can always run a blood screen to see if there is anything toxic in my system."Doctor Mallard smiled and agreed. "And you just turned 14?" he asked, laughing. And so it was set up that I would meet with an independent psychologist who would administer the tests without knowing. ‘Sure. How far will you go? Do you want us to write some of it for you? Our readers like it pretty raw,’ he said with a surprising air of apology. Millie smiled at him with a deceptively innocent air. ‘Oh, no. I’ll tell you anything you want to know.’ Then she grinned wickedly. ‘The nastier the better,’ she said. I noticed that DeMarco kept glancing downward. The little tease–well, okay, BIG tease–had let her tiny skirt ride up and was showing off her pale, fleshy legs–plus giving him a. Regina learned that Lara ran her own clothing design company out of her place and, like Regina, confessed to having problems meeting people. The two women sat on Lara's large sofa and chatted about work and their hobbies. As Lara brought in the second cup of coffee, the conversation took a sudden turn."You know Regina, the only thing I wish I could get more of is sex." Regina's hand stalled halfway to her cup, shocked by Lara's admission. Looking up, Regina saw that Lara had unbuttoned her.