Remember the future’s an open book. “Whaddya think?”
“I’m beautiful,” she smiled, “I can feel changes. xxx video OK so you don’t know her but she’s beautiful and she got these (holding her hands in front of her chest) huge knockers. You got that right!” A voice crackled from behind her. “It’s time to go back to your current age, child. You’re too young for that. “Age twelve!” Stella suddenly announced. Whaddya say? Well, I’m a fairy godmother. Hell, if we could do big things like that there’d be no wars or high-heels. The one overhead light just added to the cheapness of the scene. Stella, surprised, finally broke the kiss, said what-the-hell and her Technicolor dress disappeared. Well, I’m a fairy godmother. I can be anybody! To her open-mouthed amazement she was now looking at herself
