M: ya, long way back.A: so how was everything, are they going well.M: yes.A: so what else.M: can I ask you something.A: yes, of course, you can.M: whe...e are you looking at.A: the project.M: not now before this.A: i took courage and told your mountains.M: mountains…!A: yes, they are huge.M: do you like them.A: I don’t like themM: then?A: I love them…M: she laughed.Then there was silence again I brook the ice.A: can I ask you something.M: yesA: can I touch your mountainsM: now, no what if someone. My interest in her femininity continued to grow and she noticed it. We were home alone one day and she asked me if I would like to see all her dresses and skirts. I said I would love to so she took me to her bedroom and showed me all her skirts and dresses. I think we took them all out of her wardrobes to look at each one in detail. We discussed all the features we liked about the dresses and skirts. I touched and felt every dress and skirt. She also showed me her silk and satin blouses and I. The ship's horn drowned out her smiling talk. He had to wait for a moment before she was able to repeat her comment."It's so nice to see you again," she shouted again.Frank nodded, "Likewise. How did you know when I would be returning?" He took a step back to gaze at her from head to toe. Grace was more beautiful than he remembered. She was at the height of her loveliness. Her lips were full and red. She needed no eye or brow makeup. Being so ravenly black, it all came natural to her. He took. "Only three?" my mother said.I was the one with a rather red blush on my face that that point. I could tell from the heat it was producing.I cleared my throat, as it felt like there was a frog in it. Everyone else in the room took that as a signal I wanted to say something. I didn't, but I needed to now.I said the first thing that came to mind."It's four now."Jessica smiled and her eyes twinkled. Jeanie had a smirk on her face. Theresa didn't look happy at all. I noticed my mother had a frown.