For a long second all was silence, and then."Yes!" the cry punctuated by a bump of a headboard against the shared wall.Heather was louder tonight. She rolled over and was quickly back asleep.Sara Jean's eyes snapped open and she glanced at the clock. Sara Jean smiled, partly out of relief and partly out of a vicarious thrill. It was LA, where Latinos andMexicans are a dime a dozen.She wore a tight sparkling sweater, which only further accentuated."ooohhh. Herskin color was very tan and gave her the look of someone whosebackground was from Latin America. Her almond shaped eyes punctuated her faceand framed her crystal gray eyes. Charles figured them to be DD's.Sherri was quite attractive. (Sherri was wearing her red ones today.) Also like his new boss,Sherri had quite the set of tits. So you're just going to have to get used to it, Bets."Everybody called me Bets, cause that's a way better name. ![]() "Especially boys that age." When are they gonna grow out of it?" I wondered, cause some of those guys had been staring at me for years."When?" mom giggled and she sounded twenty years younger. ![]() ![]() I put on extra clothes when they were around, just cause they made me feel naked."That's just the way boys are," mom shrugged when I asked her about it. "Until I get used to that foot and leg working again."It was Wednesday. "We'll REALLY walk now."I got the standard list of warnings and precautions, and I WALKED out of the office, holding Ronni's hand, into the July sunlight."You drive," I told her. If you're gonna walk or ride a bike or something on your own, I won't set you up for physical therapy.I looked at Ronni.
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