(Pause to look, the first pic I’m wearing a red fox coat over the bodysuit. it’ll be worth it!)So this was what I was going to wear. I stripped do...n and had a shower. I came out into my room and picked up the bodysuit. Without another thought I put it on. Then I had to find a pair of shoes. This was a problem because I didn’t have anything that was elegant at all. I put on a pair of black and white baby Jane’s and looked in the mirror. Yes it was atrocious, but what I didn’t realize at the time. Get into the part and don't lookback at Cary Chrome. Be the girl we want you to be. The same applies toeach of us women. We must stay in part and believe that we are what weare supposed to be."With that pep talk, the game began.***In the locker room before gym class, Diana, Barbara, and Cary werechanging into their gym outfits. Diana took off her blouse to reveal herD cup breasts in her bra. Cary stared at Diana's bra."What are you staring at, Cary?" Diana said."Nothing," Cary said."You're. ‘Al, we got trouble,’ I heard Cherry’s murmur in my ear. I turned my head to look at her, and she nodded toward the end of the counter. A troll. ‘Fuck,’ I said. ‘Who let him in?’ ‘He’s wearin’ a shirt and shoes,’ Cherry pointed out. ‘What was I supposed to do?’ ‘Aw, it’s not your fault, kid,’ I ruffled her hair. The sign actually did keep a number of them out. And she was as upset as I was. A troll like that could bring her average tips down below what we all call the ‘H’ line. It didn’t matter. "A kiss on the street as we parted, brief yet intense, her body pressing against me, conforming, another sign. Zoe heading to her college, whilst I had a few things to do before I was due at the studio. Later my girl would meet me there, for now we both had a new day before us, a new day and a new future. Her words echoed in my mind, embedding themselves deep in my subconscious, "Let me feel that I'm yours ... Please."Dee had been busy when I slipped through the gallery and down the corridor to.