Jess stood and smiled at Alex, and stroked her leg as she got up from the couch. She came toward me, she had a grin on her face that would take some t...me to remove, with Terry still sitting on my lap. She gave me a big kiss, a sloppy, wet, fantastic thing, I could taste Alex on her. After she pulled herself from me, much to my disappointment, but I could do nothing about it, she reached down and loosened the tie a little further, and begin to pull it over my head. This brought my spirits up.. It was Paul who suggested they rearrange the room tomake it more attractive, even if they were the only oneswho were ever going to see it. He figured they could atleast make something positive about the whole situation.Todd didn’t argue. He also had nothing better to do.All the furniture and personal belongings were movedaround, and after a couple hours, things seemed to fallinto place. The only thing left was the huge, ugly blackand white sand portrait that had been hanging on thewall. " It's bullshit, Rebecca, and you know it. You wouldn't even have an investigation without me. You know I could just stop showing you all this stuff." Now there's a hollow threat if I ever heard one."She had point, what really sucked was that we both knew she was right. "Dammit Rebecca, it would be a lot easier if I knew what was going on. I might be able to do more." How? What difference would knowing their names make? Would it open up other information?" Maybe. With their names and some real. They decided on a black sequin dress with a thin brown belt around my upper middle. Luckily, Karly and I were size seven, which meant I could borrow a pair on her heels. "Are you going to paint your nails babe?” asked Sinead. A couple of times they had caught me with painted toes and not said anything. I just don't think they thought much of it. I knew if I came out as pretty much a girl, they wouldn't treat me any differently. I was pretty much one of the girls anyway. "I'll paint my toes. I.