The thing was, I knew all her important essays and such were saved here, so she certainly didn’t let her friends and such use this specific computer...��This should not have entirely come as a surprise, of course. I had to remember my daughter was already a young adult woman, and naturally, girls thought and dreamed about these things too. I have to say the subject matter looked a bit peculiar for a girl to be dreaming about, but I guess that was just my opinion. The material consisted entirely of. We dated a lot in high school. I thought maybe we would marry one day. But...”“Yeah?”“It didn’t last. She went off toBostonUniversity. We wrote letters for a while. I came to realize I was expecting a lot more things from her than she was from me.”“Ah. Yeah, that happens. I was dating in high school too. I got rejected too, under some really bizarre circumstances. I know how much that can hurt. But now I have you as my boyfriend?” She tried to ask in a neutral voice, but her eyes betrayed her.. Cindy suggested that I take Claire down to our building and show her around “we are going to hire her”she said.Cindy gave me that smile like she has done in the past when she had found a date for me. “Go for it,she is willing,”she said then gave me a kiss “Come on, jump in “Claire said, getting in her truck “ I am sure you will like the ride”. On the ride Claire was doing all the talking as I just listened and watched her breasts bounce around.She told me about the truck,what trucks she has. Maldea just smiled and concentrated on the small form splayed on the revered cross in the sisters shaking hands. Confusion crossed the nuns face, then more certainty - she could feel the power emanating from the holy relic in her grasp. The figure of Christ was moving, gyrating against her hand, such power - this was indeed a special day."Look at you savior" Maldea teased.Agnes glanced at the wooden cross, her eyes widened with amazement the figure of Christ was no longer pewter! A miniature.