She let's me dress casually on Fridays, she buys me lunch sometimes. She's taken me to the movies twice, with my coworkers, but she just treats us so...well and provides a great environment. I can't lose this."Give me one last chance, I can pick it up and prove myself." I'm sorry Pete, but we have to let you go." Just like that?" Afraid so." There's gotta be something I can do. Anything. I can be your personal assistant, I'll do everything to you...I mean anything for you."I think I caught. As if slightly flaccid, it hung down a little from her grasp. It even bobbed and weaved around in the air from the tiniest of movements in her arm.The second was a shiny vibrator that looked like a rocket that was made from solid gold. It was an inch or two shorter than the other one but was still a decent size. May didn't know how both of them had been able to fit in the clutch purse, let alone how she had room to fit anything else in it.All of May's toys were left at home. Even when she. We spent an hour in her hot tub. Then we went inside, and shared a hot shower. Then we went to bed, but we didn't sleep. I was exhausted when I finally left that evening, just as Brandy's boyfriend was coming upstairs.Brandy and I didn't see as much of each other as we did during volleyball season, which had just ended. Both of us were seniors, and out of eligibility. We kept running, working out and working with weights at the same times we did when we were playing, and we participated in pick. Mom would take that as lying," Beth retorted. She was quiet for a moment then sighed and said, "I guess we had better set up a picnic with Aunt Ruth too." Well, what should I have said?" Mandy asked angrily. "How about 'We want to ask Aunt Ruth if you were a slut when you were a kid.' Or how about, 'We want to ask Aunt Ruth if she thinks you were serious when you said Bill can look at our boobs'." Mom didn't say that," Beth said horrified."Well, she might as well have," Mandy said a little.