Several people were still out. They all saw Andy as Savanna got out of the van and the interior lights came on. Savanna rightly expected she would be ...n for some ribbing. After all, she was a black eighteen-year-old, and her date was a thirty-eight-year-old white man. Sure enough, Andy heard them teasing her about the old man she had been with. Surprisingly, the fact that he was white was not even mentioned. Savanna just smiled at them and replied. “He may be a little older than I am, but he is. She steps into a pair of pants and rummages through her closet for a shirt while I dress in my pants and the shirt she lent me last night.I had her figured for a boxed-macaroni and pop-tart kind of girl, but after last night's dinner and this morning's real cooked and tasty breakfast, I realize she likes cooking, mostly because of the nerdy science of temperatures and measurements and complementary flavors and textures.After cleaning up, I ask her, “When do you need to leave for the book. They had packed up most of the other rooms, which just left Lucy's room to sort out."So, what needs to be done?" Sam asked, stepping into the room and rubbing his hands together."Erm, pretty much everything," Lucy admitted. She was standing by the bed looking at the pile of clothes she had just upended onto it. The last few days had been really busy and she hadn't had the chance to get a head-start on the packing. Sam looked around the room, trying to work out what he could do to help. Then,. ‘But we do have another option.’ He reached out with a warm cloth, removed the markings, and drew a tiny line under each breast. ‘If we go in this way, it saves the sensation. But we won’t do as large an enhancement.’ ‘How large?’ I asked. ‘To keep the incision as small as possible, oh, say perhaps a ‘C’ cup.’ I looked down at myself, now not quite a ‘B’, closer to and ‘A’. In fact, bras have just one function on me, they help to make an evening gown look right. A ‘C’ cup! God. I made my.