)Mom then excused herself telling the salesgirl, Kathy, that she had somethings to do and she would be back in about an hour, would Kathy helpme.While...they were talking I walked over to a rack of dresses and startedlooking. I picked out 4 or 5 dresses for a girl my age and took them tothe dressing room. The salesgirl, Kathy, asked me if I needed any help.I said yes and she accompanied me to the dressing room; I think she wasreally interested in seeing if I really was a boy, and I was in. Heads were spinning before we got through the hotel lobby and that type of attention continued as we walked the main street to the restaurant we had already chosen for our last night on the island. The service we receive was impeccable. Our water glasses were never empty and each person attending to our table got any eyeful of Brenda's big beautiful breasts. "Heaven! I think I'm in Heaven," played in my mind.On the way back to our hotel one guy stopped directly in front of Brenda and stared. In between times she had backpacked through Europe, gone on a charity trek along the Spice Road, and taught English in Yekaterinburg. All Jane could manage was six months in Dublin on a missionary visit with her local church, the last five years had seen her working in two department stores and a youth hostel.“Yeah, I’m nervous,” she confessed, “what if, you know, what if he doesn’t like me?”“He’ll like you,” Jenny reassured her and slid off the bed, “just do what comes natural.”She padded. She really wasn't interested in getting up, but I whispered that I wanted her to come with me today in her ear. She smiled and began coming out of her stupor.The two of us showered and dressed for work. A pot of coffee was already almost done when we went into the kitchen area to make one. Kelly came out, dressed similarly to Jules, and said, "I'm sure glad I slept in the car on the way here. I didn't get enough sleep last night."Brindle was dressed in her uniform shirt and pants, ready for the.