Wonderful."The next couple of months, I vicariously followed the relationship between Chris and Jenny via Carrie. Jenny would talk a lot more openly t... Carrie than Chris would to me. It was a girl thing.I could see Chris changing and blossoming. He was becoming a different person. My goal was coming true. I knew this Chris had a better future in store for him than I did when I was Chris.It was during the Thanksgiving weekend that Carrie brought me the big news."They did it!" she said excitedly.. She also had a change of trousers and shoes, although these were rather thin and light considering the cold weather. She needed to keep the weight down of what she was carrying. Despite her disguise, Marina couldn’t help feeling guilty and was sure she looked extremely shifty and suspicious, looking every inch like one of the shoplifters she once habitually looked out for in the job she used to be so grateful to have at the convenience store.‘What am I doing?’ She kept asking herself this same. .I meant did you like my tits. I was kinda thinking you were looking at the girls.” A moment of pause and then we both burst out laughing. “I have to say, I like yours,” she said. “My what?” I asked stunned. “Your ta-tas,” she said. This time I didn't laugh. In fact my knees went a little weak, and my hands started shaking. I couldn't help it, her face... it was Nastassja... Jesus! It made it nearly impossible for me to keep eye contact. “Well, I should be honest,” she said, and her smile took. I knew I was falling for her. She fell for me the minute she saw me thanks to Uncle Bert. I really liked Mary, too. I could see why see was his favorite woman. She was something special.I was sitting on the porch enjoying the fine, warmer weather. Uncle Bert had been dead seventeen days now. I heard a car approaching and called Mary to come outside. It was two men, Ernie and Jeff. Mary introduced us, saying they ran the local hardware store.“Come go to Golden with us. We need to go to the.