Disheartened, James pushed his way through the piles of his clothes, books and papers strewn across the floor of the flat towards his bedroom. The mat...ress had been pushed off his bed; sheets and blankets dumped in one corner. He couldn't face sorting it out. He just threw his jacket onto the pile of things that had been pulled from his wardrobe, stepped out of his trousers, pulled a blanket around himself and lay down on the mattress.Sleep came slowly.Florence Daniels pushed her spectacles up. I wasn't a star so I didn't really get a mention. Well, I did, but it was more for my outfit. Since the show is about a casting call for a dance line, everyone gets to basically wear their practice outfits. You know mine, tight fitting and reveals a bit too much I guess. The one mention I got was more about how my ass looked than about my dancing. Your sister just can't win.For our next show Grease both Erica and I are part of the Pink Ladies. We don't have starring roles though, just chorus. Was I imagining this? We’d soon find out. She opened the door and was actually surprised by me showing up. I continued on optimistically. We sat at the kitchen table again really talking about nothing. Then we both got up and talked a little more, but the tension was building. Her clear blue eyes looked up at me and we kissed. It was a great feeling—that warm and soothing tongue of an older woman. We then smiled and held hands walking into the family room. We continued kissing. She was 5’ 3”. -------------------------------Outside the house, a limousine was waiting. The driver was sitting inthe car for his passengers.Mitchell rang the doorbell and Morgan (and Joie's) father answered thedoor. he was wearing a tuxedo."Come in," he said. Mitchell entered the house. Inside Morgan's motherwas wearing a prom dress. This was quite natural since she and herhusband were going to a high school prom. The mother was wearing a babyblue strapless ball gown with applique flowers throughout. It had.
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