Der Pony st?rte. Mit Frisiergel brachte ich ihn aus der Stirn, in einen m?nnlicheren Stil. Deutlich besser. Ziemlich viel Tim sah aus dem Spiegel zur?...k. Nun st?rte mich eigentlich nur noch die schmalen und etwas zu gebogenen Augenbrauen. Hier war ich ?ber den Klein-M?dchen Stil sehr froh, gezupfte Augenbrauen w?ren ein viel gr??eres Problem. Mit einem Augenbrauenstift machte ich sie etwas gerader und buschiger.Ja, das war sehr gut. Mit einer anderen Frisur w?re es richtig gut. Vielleicht auch. It was like I was a little girl again.I dreamt that I was hanging by my arms over a dark pit. I didn't know what was down below. I knew the first part was because Mr. Grayson put me on his wall but I wasn't sure about the pit.He answered the door in his robe again."Hi, Mr. Grayson," I said anxiously."Hello, Brittany."He let me in."Well?" he said."Uh ... what?" I said."Why are you still dressed?" Sorry," I stammered, rapidly removing my clothes."Sit on the couch," he instructed next.When I sat,. Her sari was filled with her fertile, full hips as a signature of a woman whose body screamed vitality and fertility and over and above all a beauty that you could admire untiringly. Gulnaz would turn forty five in five months and people found it hard to believe that she had three children, a girl of nearly twenty —one years of age and twin sons who would soon be twenty-three.Bakul took the shawl out of the car and respectfully draped it over Gulnaz's shoulders, "Madam, winter is arriving.. Carmen told her Darren went home and she fell asleep in the spare bedroom. The following night they went to Tyler’s apartment for what was to be a little party with some of Darren’s friends. After they arrived, Carmen thought it was a bit strange that they were the only girls at this party and Traci’s boyfriend Darren wasn’t there. There were three young black guys and one younger Hispanic guy hanging around and drinking. Tyler was drinking quite a bit and was much bolder than the night before,.