Let’s see if we can have a real Christmas tree next year.’ Hosea gave a contented little sigh and laid back down in his bed. He cast a dreamy look...over toward the corner as if he could see our tree of the spirit. ‘All mamas must be the same,’ he said in a faraway voice. ‘My mama says that I must keep up my spirit too and that I must keep my eye on the goal of getting better.’ I thought Hosea might be drifting off to sleep, but he suddenly sat up on his cot, opened the drawer of the little stand. So, while the rest of the family went out to celebrate New Year's Eve, I decided I'd rather sit and watch the ball drop at home. It would just be me, Dick Clark, and however many hundreds of thousand people in Times Square."Are you sure?" my mother asked when I told her of my plans."Yeah," I said. "I don't really know any of your friends here in Illinois, and Natalie's going to her party, so I'll just hang out here." But you'll be bored!" my mom exclaimed."I won't be," I promised. "I kind of. We continue our walk, there are not enough showcases to reflect my happiness. Hans holds me by the waist, I squeeze against him. He is so kind to me.Hans opens the door, enters, there is a kind of airlock with a red hanging, the shop is dimly lit I'm surprised and intimidated, Hans holds me by the hand and I know that I'm in a sex shop.There are five or six men busy before the variousBacs, they are a little surprised to see a young woman dressed upLike a whore, with breasts in the air and a. ”“Alright, now I show you something very practical, “ said her companion.Natalia gasped as she felt her breasts getting deformed and as she looked at them she instantly understood what Pamela had done.“Oh, that is perfect!” she exclaimed, “No more sweaty sports bras!”“I thought you would like that, “ Pamela said warmly, “Now watch this.“Natalia giggled as she saw her breasts lift and pushed together as if they were confined in a pushup bra but then gasped as she saw her nipples pushed into.