Trish then remembered that riding a bike to school in a skirt was like magic to her new body just as well. ?He was a real gentleman at dinner and not ...o much a gentlemen in his car afterwards.??You go girl.? Monica chuckled as the cheerleading captain started them off in their practice routine of flips, tumbles and jumps. She was reminded of how much her bra straps dug into her shoulders when the knees of the human pyramid added to her pain. ?Trish dear.? Mrs. Myers called from her car in the. The same night she had found the note, still in shock, she had just sat down at the computer and logged in for the first time in three months. Several regular chatters had greeted her. One was a friend and Vic had unburdened herself about Marissa. After that, she had not been back to the chat room. She hadn't seen Nora online. And now she was on the phone."Nora? Why are you calling?" Almost before the words were out of her mouth Vic regretted them. Why else would Nora be calling after. She appeared to be a lot younger than I was by her looks and dress. She wore a black skirt and a matching top, the top two buttons of her blouse were undone showing just a hint of an outstanding cleavage. My heart leapt when she headed toward me. She moved with the grace of a jungle cat between the tables and soon stood in front of me. Her long brunette hair fell past her shoulders and her green eyes seemed to pierce my soul. "Phantom?" she quires. "Wanderlust?" I responded and I stood up and. “Colleen, your father sent a man to threaten us tonight at the dinner club. He specifically threatened Jenny,” the three white women gasped, “and me, but his point was made. Here’s what happened, and I think I can work up the courage to keep my end of the bargain, after what has happened to you, Connie. He gave a guy five hundred bucks to find us and he followed us in tonight, found me inside, and passed on Fred’s threat. After finding out how much he was paid, I doubled it, and pressed a.