I loved that costume. I'd have worn it every day if my mom would have let me. She would not let me wear it to school. I put it on as soon as I got hom...." What does the 'GG' stand for?" she asked."I was Galaxy Girl, Defender of the Universe." Now you can be Galaxy Girl for real."Whatever happened to that costume?"I shrugged. "I outgrew it. It was wearing out anyway. My mom probably made rags out of it." Well, you get to wear it again. This fabric stretches to fit almost any size. You can change. I said you will get bored all the day and I will take you to a good place. Finally after lots of if’s and but’s she agreed. I said it’s good chance for her to wear some western dress. I hired a car with driver and went to her home to pick her up. She wore a tight jeans and t-shirt(probably of her college time that’s y it was very tight). All her curves can be seen in it. I said to her “nice but not sexy”. She immediately asked why? What happened. I said this is a full t-shirt, wear something. ’ ‘Good. At least you’re doing something. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.’ Janet hung up abruptly. She didn’t understand what had gotten into Sam. What was wrong with him? He was fine six months ago when we met. Now, he doesn’t want to do anything. He just lays around and cries. I don’t have patience for sorry ass men who are looking for sympathy. And he was having a pity party marathon. ‘Thanks for coming, Janet.’ ‘Mm hmm,’ was her reply. ‘Please sit down.’ She sat in the love seat that was. Her second visit was exactly two weeks later and this time I actually had to meet her. I had accidentally left my door cracked and my mom had pushed it open and announced that it was time I met Jennifer. Although I disagreed, Jennifer appeared right behind her and smiled. An average girl, I remember thinking. A senior in high school, she had long brown hair and soft, brown eyes, but she wasn’t a knock-out. Her breasts were big, though, and I also remember her kind of catching me staring at them.