She began to choke as air filled her lungs from her nose once again.She sniffed as Aaron and a host of medics watched hopefully. Suddenly,her eyes flu...tered open and batted at the influx of light. The mysterywoman took a deep breath, as if a de facto sigh of relief, and thedoctors and nurses all rejoiced; although, reservedly. There was stillwork to be done, though this certainly was a victory."H...spt...l?" the mystery woman choked, seemingly unable to pronouncevowels. It took a second for Dr.. ”“WHAT?” I said again. Shana looked at her sister incredulously.“Okay, Dad, you’re done talking for the rest of the day. This is about Shana. And Shana, you wanted my help, so here it is.”“Well yeah, but…” she replied.“But, nothing. We need a guy for this, and Dad’s pretty hot if you forget he’s our dad. You’re actually pretty lucky, you know. And you,” Toya directed towards me, “you’re really fucking lucky, so just go with it, okay?”“As I said,” Toya started again, “the first step is to get. Her emerald green eyestwinkled. "You're going to be a dancer, just like me." She paused. "In fact,I asked management for that to happen. I wanted us to do everything together,just like we did in our former lives."Megan reached over to Marissa's pack of Capri 120 cigarettes. She placed along, slender cigarette between her pouty lips, flicked a lighter, andinhaled deeply, the creamy white smoke filling her mouth and lungs."I'll smoke, dance, drink and fuck to that," Megan commented, a plume. After Pauline’s departure, Greg took himself and his coffee to the bathroom and reaching into the shower, he turned it to full and stepping in treated himself to a long soak. He felt a little guilty about Pauline, as he knew that he did not have to work. But also he knew he would see her in the evening, he also knew he had to get himself ready for the evening performance. Without the distraction of a teen nymphet exposing all parts of her body to him, although, as he wryly observed while.