A note caught to the top of the box and floated down to the floor. She picked it up;"Wear what's in the box and nothing more."Jenny looked in the box....There was a pair of long black silk stockings. They went to her crotch. The tops had decorative lace patterned elastic on the top to hold them up. There was no panties and no bra ... Jenny slipped the dress on. It fit like a glove. It did not fit skin tight like a hooker; but fit like it had been tailored to fit. The front buttoned down the. "Upset" turned to pure pissed off when they got back to Bradford a couple months later to find a letter from Montague's attorneys demanding royalties on their recording of Pick Me Please. Within minutes they were on the phone to an old friend in Nashville who had gotten them started doing their own recordings in the first place, and within minutes more they were talking to one of the best copyright attorneys in town.It took over a year for the smoke to clear, but even after the lawyer's cut,. I rolled over. I looked into his face. He was placid, undisturbed. I tried to hide what I was sure was a terrified look on my face, closing my eyes to make this all go away. He covered my groin with a small towel. What a lovely gesture of modesty. That wouldn’t fool anybody. Then he began to rub the warm oil onto my shoulders and neck. And then circled the breasts. “So how did you decide to get a massage today, when you’ve only had one in your life?” he asked.Was he going to make. She seemed ready to charge back down and have it out."Well, she said, 'screw you' to us both," Andy pointed out from over Regan's shoulder. "We assumed, given her reputation, that's what she meant."Elizabeth waited until everyone was on the ground floor before she turned on Andy."You guys!" she said, shaking her head. "I was ready to kick her ass because I thought she propositioned you."Paul started to say something but Andy shook his head slightly and he shut up."Let's just go grab something.