I clung to Western wear: gowns, dresses, skirts, wraps, midis, bodycons.And I salivated over the diverse materials: nylons, polys, cottons, silks,endl...ss variety. And I scrimped and saved to buy some high quality SouthKorean cosmetics. Top notch stuff.By graduation of my last year at high school, I had: 1) an impressivewardrobe, the envy of all the girls in my class; 2) a stunning --- in itscolor, size, and scope --- shoe collection that reduced Imelda Marcos'ghost to tears; and 3) the bitter. Fiona does not wait for her sister and starts unbuttoning her blouse. Soon it falls open, revealing a thin and sexy bra. “Wow, Sis, you’re so fucking hot!” the girl exclaims. “Can I touch them?” she asks pleadingly.“Yes,” Alma gasps and blushes. “It’s something we’ve already down for the doctor. And you’ve seen the dozens of this before.”“Yeah, but that was different,” Fiona argues. She takes the woman’s breasts out of her bra and squeezes them some more. Her sister moans with pleasure and. I decided that I needed to confront Maggie about this. The next Friday when we were both home from work, I spoke with her before we went out. I told her that it was silly for her to feel that she had to stay close to me and not join in. It made it more obvious that we were two couples and one single man, and that was not what this was about. We were five friends. I wanted us to go out and spend time being ourselves with friends; we had the rest of the week together as the two of us. I wanted. ‘How about some tunes?’ Tea called from the back seat. ‘Any thing good up there?’ She leaned in between the bucket seats to reach for the CD case in the front. Alexis was handing it back to her when Sara swerved quickly to the right. ‘What the hell was that?’ Alexis screamed. She started to turn to Sara, but the car was jerked to the right again. Sara had a look of pure terror on her face. ‘I don’t know! That guy almost just hit me! He has his high beams on and I can’t see!’ Again Sara swerved.