Sigrid took over. It was one of their Friday noon, pre-study meetings."We have a problem. The business is making money. Not a lot yet, but it looks go...d for the next few months. If Will gets more commissions, it'll get worse." Worse? Sigrid, you're nuts." No, I'm not. We've never decided what to do with the money the business earns. We're all sitting here, a bunch of college kids living off our folks. But we're making money and we need to decide what to do about it. Here are a couple of ideas.. I thought about all the things she taught me, from how to coordinateoutfits, to how to do my makeup. She even oversaw the more explicittraining I did.With each heeled step I took, I remembered more things. I rememberedbeing held down as the first injection was stabbed into my ass cheek. Iremembered how after a series of months; I could see changes. Iremembered have a smooth, hairless face. I remembered my muscle massdisappearing. I remembered noticing that my hair had grown down past. ” Jess spoke up first. “You keep having Lidie kiss me or touch me and I don’t want you to be with any other girl. So I don’t want to be with any other girl.”“Dude, you won the prize of number 2 girl!” Nisha snorted. “Look, listen to, to blonde bimbo. We’re his whores.”“Number 2 girl?” Talsy said. “Fuck no! Adelaide’s number 1, yeah. I’m number 2. I put in the work. These are just your work whores.”“It’s more of a rank than a full counting.” Lidie added. “Like number 1 is captain, number 2 is. A real friend! I haven't had a girl friend since... well, I guess since Francine Schwartz when I was thirteen (and THAT didn't last too long, thanks to Daddy). Have I actually spent my entire life with no friends?Anyway, her name is Brenda Fielding, and I met her at the gym in the workout room. I was on a treadmill, and she was on a Stairmaster near the other end of the room. We were facing each other, and I watched as this guy on the machine next to hers started talking to her. She seemed.