Why am I crying?When she recovered enough for the nursing home she couldn't walk. Her MS didn't help matters. I would have to change her age and medic...l conditions. Dat would be there to help her out. I could kill two birds with one stone. The Audubon Society would be angry at me again.My transformation last night made me think. If I was tired out from my change last night, any change on my parents would probably kill them unless I did it right. After all, they're nearly 80. While I was. Same with cash.Girls that make arrangements for cash are just too cool.Not bad, not slutty, not prostitutes.Just awesomely cool and sexy for doing it.Why shouldn't every girl have that option?I couldn't believe this.So I told her all this and added,"If you were my girl, I'd be honored to see you do a party and get paid for it. Only the best would be asked to do one anyway."She just looked at me."Really?" Yes. You're awesome."She grinned."That's always really turned me on too," she giggled.. Phyllis stood about 5′ 8′ with shoulder length red hair and light blue eyes. She was rather well endowed, probably 36C, a slim waist with hips and an ass that were well rounded. Her legs were to die for, shapely and athletic. She would workout at the corporate gym a couple times a week. I had made the mistake of telling Peter about the tea and talking, thus whenever she called, Peter would have me make the delivery to MY GIRLFRIEND. One benefit of the teasing was that he never had anyone else. "I sat there thinking, not really paying attention to Joann's endless dribble about the guys in our class and who was going with who, and who was breaking up. I had more immediate concerns. I had to find out what year it was. I had no clue how old I was. What grade I was in."Shit, I don't even know what classes I'm taking; where I have to be this morning. How am I ever going to do this? I looked down in my lap and there staring me in the face was my answer; Algebra 1. If Anne has algebra 1 this.