She gets in the car and I suddenly feel a wash of happiness getting to see her and be with her, even if just for a little while. I have to breathe thr...ugh my mouth for a second because my heart is beating so hard, I need the air. Like I am running. I feel an ache of desire for her, but I know she is not in the same place yet. She loves me and kind of wants me, but she is not fired up yet. But she will be. I take off and ask her to unbutton her coat, to let me see underneath it. You can tell she. I tried to brush my hair, but George had to help me. It felt so nice getting this simple attention from him. We were eventually ready and found our way back to the trail. I was terrified as we climbed the stairs to their apartment. Could I pull this off?George introduced me to Melanie. "We were friends before I moved away," he explained as innocently as possible. "We ran into each other on that trail. I thought she should meet you."Leave it to George to marry a stunning beauty. Melanie and I. Oh God, that would be magic and it would be so good for me." Go on." I could keep an envelope with a grand in it and any time he had doubts about himself... well you get the idea. Yes please, train him up and hire him out." And what about you?" I'd rather be a slut— I'll do it for free." — — — — Julie saw them together the next day. Adrian, sitting nervously on the edge of the seat, Mary, more controlled, calmer on the surface, but Julie had seen enough of her to see the tension, the forced. "See, when I make a bimbo, she comes out dumb, but only incomparison to me. You came out dumb in comparison to a high school gymteacher. You're dumb as a brick, aren't you Traci."Traci giggled and nodded, twirling a lock of blonde hair around a finger."But I'm pretty," she pointed out, pushing out her chest to emphasize herbig titties. "You think I'm pretty, don't you Harrison?" I think you're very pretty, Traci," he agreed. "Not exactly what I wouldhave chosen, but that was the point."Traci.