”“Bullshit, “ I said. Don’t hold off till it is too late to help yourself.“I don’t know who it was. Allen was just acting strange. I thoug...t it was business. I didn’t want to know what it was about. I had no idea it was going to get him killed,” she said.“So if it wasn’t the pot, what was it?” I asked.“I don’t know. The fight was about me not leaving when he asked me to go. He wanted an hour to talk to someone. He was scared of him,” she said.“Why,” I asked.“Allen said he was dangerous. I. Many have wondered where my confidence has come from. If they only knew it came from red lace.*****As I got to work on Friday, and haven't seen Steve in several days as he was visiting friends out of town, it was a surprise to get a text from him.'When you get home, we need to talk'Just that one line spiraled my entire day. My mind is flooded with every scenario and all that confidence went out the door. Millions of scenarios flooded my brain and the end result was always the same. He didn't. Disrobeinto whatever you feel comfortable along with the robe and slippers."Christine disappeared into the changing room. She opened the wardrobe tofind a simple, unisex white robe - although the material was silky andvery soft to the touch. Also inside was a pair of flip-flops. Christinedecided to undress down to her panties and bra - no need to take off morethan that, right, she thought. She slipped into the robe - it feltwonderful - and the flip-flops. She hung her clothes on the. ." he said in dismay."I know this is hard on you Matt," Candy said. "I mean if you hadn'tbeen an ass you would probably be on your way to being the CEO of alarge corporation, and not some old pregnant stripper."Matt recoiled at Candy's words, he could feel his baby inside him, thepressure on his bladder, and the soreness in his giant boobs. "Candyplease!" he whined as thoughts of childbirth rushed through his mind."You don't know what it's like!"Candy nodded. "You are right there," she.