Her: Ayyooo. No need for the sorry. You are my friend. There is no need for a sorry between friends. Right?I was happy hearing that obviously.Me: So c...n I have your number now?Her: For what?Me: So that I can message you anytime I want. I am pretty bored at home and work.Her: Hahaha.Me: I will also remind you every time, how pretty you look.She just smiled and didn’t say anything. After getting out from the train she asked my number and said she will message me in it. She left in an auto and I. I was confident that with a little nip here and a little padding thereBob's form could look convincingly female. My first purchase was anopen-bottom girdle. It was rather elaborate in its beauty, featuring aseries of contour bands to shape the waist, hips, back and derriere. Imust admit I smiled when I read that the "flexible spiral boning"provided back support. Bob would occasionally complain of a bad back.Must remember to tease him, I thought. I'd tell him to put on hispretty girdle the next. Cade reached over and yanked the strand of hair out of her mouth. "Go brush your hair and pull it out of your face," Cade instructed.Ashley frowned. She didn't want to do that. She wanted to hide behind her hair and let it hang in her face, but she didn't dare argue; she didn't have that much gumption. She sighed and went into the bathroom and found a hair band and pulled her hair back into a pony tail. Callie was busy cooking pancakes and didn't have time to help the children get ready for. I can’t say any more on the phone. We have a party line and an extension.” Cindy had never seen Kim arrive anywhere as quickly as she arrived at her front door. Her mom answered the door and saw a breathless Kim looking wide-eyed at her. “Hi Kim. Are you alright? You look like you’ve seen a ghost or something” she asked with concern.Pulling herself together Kim replied “I’m good Mrs. Walters. Just felt like jogging the last bit. Guess I’m not in the shape I thought I was.”Cindy, who was.