Tell me.”She took a deep breath. “When I was twelve, four yearsago, I went to this party, this birthday party. Theyhad a backyard pool so ...t was swimsuits foreverybody.”“The Sullivans?”She nodded. “And we bought me a new suit since I wasgrowing and, well, developing.”“Boobs?”“Yes, silly, boobs.” She giggled. “You may havenoticed. I was probably a 26-A at the times, somethinglike that, little nubbins, very cute, teacup size. I was sitting at home and the store manager called me Friday night and informed me Today’s Cosmetics™ wanted to send a representative here for a special fitting session. Now normally I do not do the special fitting sessions, there is a well-paid staff here, and I can sit at home and let my store run itself. As the owner of the store I knew this could turn into a nice contract if I worked myself for the TC special fittings. I have been in the business of ladies attire for around thirty years,. She refused to provide any details. That evening she was on the phone with Susie for a couple of hours.Afterwards she had almost the whole story. Susie and her friend Megan were indeed screwing the VP, but not just him. He was pimping them out to his friends and even customers as incentive to sign deals. Susie had been desperate to confide her tale of horror and girl had asked in just the right way. Girl didn’t find out what the blackmail had been, but that was the reason Susie and Megan were. Gallagher would shove until she met too much resistance, then she'd back off a few inches and shove again.OH GOD! I felt like I was sitting on a telephone pole! Suddenly, I could empathize with the recipients of the ancient punishment called impalement - hoisted aloft on a grape-stake driven lengthways through their torsos (starting - guess where?)!I screamed like a little girl. Some detached part of me knew what I sounded like, but the part of me in the here and now didn't care. That damned.