I twisted my fingers in my lap and looked at Thomas. He was thinkinghard too. I spoke very softly and explained I was terrified of jail soI'd do it. I...hoped Thomas would agree.*****I sighed. Being a girl for five years sounds a lot better then rottingin prison for five years with who knows as a cellmate. Who knows, itmight be fun. It's not as if I would have to find a boyfriend after all."I'll take the deal." This is your last chance; you mess up again, you get caught breakingthe law again,. The house was owned and lived in by two elderly sisters who were in their early seventies. On my own I estimated the job would take a month at the least, so I went looking for 'digs' close to the old women's house.Although the rent for the small single bedroom was small it was going to stretch my budget a good bit. I had to share the bathroom and wasn't allowed to cook any meals in my room, but for a month I could stand that.The two old women couldn't have been sweeter, plying me with cups of. She sat down beside Babette. The French girl, complete with that melodic accent, had curly, brown hair tumbling about her face. She was petite. Her breasts looked small beneath her sweater vest. Her button nose was cute, her lips plump.“I know,” Anael said, the angel sidling up to me. “Which one are you going to edit?”“Probably Evita,” I said softly.As much as I wanted to, I had a class to teach. I launched into my lesson, speaking on the book I was having them read, Beowulf. I lectured on the. He and his best friend, Charlie, were on a couch in the Bagmen's basement family room and fantastically gorgeous Karen Bagmen was doing a slow, sensual striptease for them. The boys waited, hardly daring to breathe, for the moment of truth.'Pop!' and Karen's bra opened at the back before falling silently to the floor in front of the girl's firm tanned body. She touched her nipples with the tips of her fingers and then rubbed them with the palms of her hands while swaying her hips and looking at.