Her hands came to her face, burying it. Exasperation. Fear."Can't I do like, an extra report or something? like, anything?" she asked.I smiled inwardl..., bargaining... this is already moving in the right direction. Still, it was soon to make my move."Look girl, this isn't junior high. You can't just throw a report in to get your grades back up to A's. You need to work the entire year... and you didn't. Obviously."More fidgeting. Eyes swelling with tears. Resignation. Defeat. This was too easy.. Oh thank you for taking care of me, I love you so much ... and Kevin too, for helping me.”“That’s incredible news, darling. And your post-op visit is this afternoon. Dr Singh will be so pleased. He can check to see how it’s healed and we’ll talk about what happens next. I’m so, so happy for you! Can I let Kevin know? He’ll be delighted.”She nodded and hugged Denise again, then ran to her room to get dressed.Amelia floated through her day, rejoicing in her awareness of being relatively. Keep you barefoot and pregnant -- raising kids. You'll answer to Beth, who answers to..." He flicked a glance at Frieda, "I haven't figured that out yet. There are two others ... and Keisha, I guess. Any of you who are underemployed we'll find fun stuff for."I flicked a glance at McGruff on my left, "That's a lot of slaves."Master Jack didn't turn a hair. "I'm mildly augmented." Well, you heard tales ... Confederacy Marines were supposed to be these never ending studs with cocks ten inches long. She often drew in pen and ink, but was an expert in watercoloursand oils. They didn't have modern paints then, you know, or such a rangeof colours."I was waiting for Great Aunt to tell me what lay in store for her inthat house. "I was going to be stripped off and measured up. Then herseamstress would alter all the clothes that had been made for me. Iloved feeling the fabrics, lace, satin, silk, little ribbons and bows. Iloved the fabulous underwear. Sometimes I wore silk camiknickers, youknow,.