Even so, Amy couldn't seem to help it, and her habit of wearing revealing clothing had stuck.Amy looked down at the low-cut, midriff-baring tank top a...d dangerously short shorts currently hanging off her boyish figure, before continuing to excitedly wave at the old woman across the street, bouncing up and down this time, overwhelmed with youthful exuberance at being the center of her attention, until finally the old woman grew tired of her antics and turned away.Even so, Amy's excitement was. Just have fun n forgetShe: when r u going to mam’s house.Me: on SundayShe: sunday oh…as she will be alone the whole day at home…Me:yesShe: i will also comeMe: i’ll fuck you alsoShe: don’t dare….Me: knowingly why do you want to come…She:to shot MMS and show it to classMe: don’t do soShe: then you must be my boy friend and i don’t mine u & mam relationMe: Ok baba .. And gave her kiss on lips…and then we departed after that as planned i went to madam’s house on Sunday at 1 o’clock in the day.. She. Show off. ‘Sorry to interrupt,’ Virgil called out, ‘But there’s a package under the seat that he asked you examine when you had finished eating.’ ‘Dibs!’ Sam called out as she dove for the package. It was a long box, surprising light, ‘What do we have here?’ She removed the lid slowly. Blue flowered plants resting upon a bed of white flowers with long green stems and flanked by what appeared to be thyme. Resting upon it was a small folded up piece of paper. Sam frowned, ‘What the hell?’ ‘The. Could he be young? How would a young man get so much money? What sort of man was so turned on by my kind of looks that he'd spend fifty million dollars?Why didn't he just propose to me? Not that I'd necessarily accept. Maybe he figured that. It was all so weird. But I couldn't get my mind off it. "You're thinking about that offer, aren't you?" Becky asked. She knows me. She had a disgusted look on her face."I'm just curious about it," I answered."Don't think about it!" she said. " Please put it.