I would like to think a doctor who saw a personthat long would know what he was talking about."Dr. Sammara just paused for a moment. Then she reached ...nto her deskand pulled out a Tootsie Pop. She carefully opened the wrapper andtossed the wrapper in the trash can. Then she sucked on the candy. Thenshe took it out of mouth and said, "You do have a valid point. HoweverDr. Kim was growing confused. You are also going through what is calledthirteen going on thirty. That cannot be helped. It is. Flattery will get you ever where with me." she said in her sexy voice. A bolt of electricity went down my spine. The hair on the back of my neck stood up.I opened the cap on the baby oil. "Here you go. I got it open." I said. She smiled. "Thank you." she said. "My pleasure!" I said with a big smile. "Mmmm the bottles a little warm. Are you shy?" she said. "No! I'm not that shy. Why do you ask?" I said. "Well I just bought the swim suit last week. I hate to ruin it before I wore it for the whole. "But would you like some coffee while you look around?" I asked. She smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear. Was she flirting with me? "I'd love some. Do you do frappuccinos?" "Starbucks is down the street," I said quite sternly. "Sorry, just plain coffee then." I turned to the coffee machine behind me and began making her a cup. "Your shop is really lovely," she complimented. I set her a mug of coffee on the counter. "Thank you. I designed it myself. I'm a creative artist," I smiled at her. The conversation was lighthearted and joyful. We were having fun. Joan told some really bad jokes. So bad that they actually were funny. Joyce had some good ones too. The girls accepted Joyce as one of their own. Each seat had different jets. Ann suggested we all move left one seat. We would repeat this until we had all tried every seat. Moving started out as a minor disaster with several of us falling over. Before the next move Joan suggested a different method: She would sit on my lap.