You want me to lay there?" said Chris annoyed, staringdown at it. "I don't even have any underwear on and why would I lay there.Not happening Mrs. B."...You're about to whether you like it or not, so stop giving me a hard timeimmediately!" said Mrs. Baker, forcefully grabbing his forearm andstunning him, pushing him from the chair to the floor. "Now move it asyou've got nothing I haven't seen a million times before."He wanted to get up and run, but as he flinched she kneed him in thestomach,. “I’m just stopping by to give you this from the US Attorney,” he says to me as he hands me the envelope.I open it and see yet another check inside. This one is for $250,000. I just shake my head.“Is there a problem,” Fernandez asks me.“No, no problem. You keep bringing me unexpected checks,” I say to him causing him to smile.I offer him food, which he politely declines. I thank him and he leaves. I stand there looking at the check trying to figure what else to do with this money. I take it down. " Maybe so, but it doesn't seem quite appropriate," Sandy said, motioning with her eyes toward Charlie."Appropriate? What do you mean? I'm not wearing anything," Anita said, thrusting her breasts toward Sandy. Then turning to Charlie, her bare breasts just inches from his face, she said, "You'd like it better if Sandy wasn't wearing that shirt, wouldn't you?" Well uh ... yeah, sure," Charlie responded."But ... but..." Sandy stammered."But nothing," Anita replied, "Take it off."Sandy hesitated. These were nice but we quickly realisedthey weren't working. He has a large bottom, which is the main problem.It's the hips. A day or two before we gave up. Stretching and tearingalong the seams even in biggest sizes. Dresses at home never have thisproblem.Girl's plain black pleated school skirt. Three. Probably the biggest stepso far, but he can't say we didn't try. Even in his shapewear girls'trousers don't fit properly. Bit the bullet and got enough for the schoolweek. Long enough to cover.