I was scared cause all my building friends were playing there but she was feeling cool as 25 years college girl. Her boobs were bouncing on her every ...tep and skirt was flowing in air..she was just looking hot as creamy chocolate cake…As we passed my friends they all were stunned to see a beautiful girl with me I thought they will recognize her but they were busy staring here parts and just waiting for that skirt to flow more higher….. I was also gettig happy now.As we walked and I turned. She’s hanging three of them on the wall and one in her nightstand. Got it?”“I think so. All are in 4 X 6 format except the four you want in 8 X 10 and wallets. That’s gonna take a while, You know.”“How long?”“About a week. Maybe even a little longer if I’m busy at work.”“Oh. Do you need the proofs?”“Why? Do you want to take them home with you?”“If I can. I’ll give them back to you as soon as I ‘m through with them.”“Take them. I’ll make them all 4 X 6 first. Then give me back the ones you want. . You're probably right," she sniffled. "I think of myself as this strong, self-sufficient woman, and most of the time I am. Here, though, I am so out of my depth it's laughable. I make decisions every day that affect the lives of a significant portion of the remaining population of Earth, and half the time, I feel like I'm faking it. I just don't know this world!"I kissed her forehead as she launched into another fit of sobbing."You are doing exactly what you need to do, Amanda. It may be. So I somehow felt like I 'owed' it to Suzy to show her that I thought she was cute as could be. With typical teenage denseness it didn't even occur to me that, after I 'showed' her how I felt about her, she'd be a lot closer to being a "loose woman" than when I'd started. It was a philosophical conundrum that I didn't even recognize was out there, but which should have been obvious. You'll understand that in a little bit.Claire agreed that I was a turd for calling Suzy what I called her, but.