What the hell happened, and how did I get back here. Help me into the bathroom and fill me in on what happened.Lisa helped Wendy into the restroom and...onto the toilet. As Wendy took care of her business, Lisa began to fill Wendy in on what she knew. "Wendy, you were brought back here by the limo driver Sunday night. You were suffering from a pretty serious beating. After talking with the driver, we figured out that your bosses security guys dumped you stark naked into the back of the. I wanted to stay with her. Honest, I didn't mean any harm. I love Carol." How long have you been wearing dresses?" the old woman asked."Over two years, I didn't want to at first but Carol became such a good friend that I had to choose her or being sent to the boys place. I didn't want us to be separated. There is a man who is searching for us so we left and walked up here hoping to find a place." How did you come about with such a plan?" Gwyn interceded."May I speak?" Carol asked raising her. I stole quick glimpses at them, but I was caught and I went cold. It was the impressions of her nipples underneath the fabric that made me take so many stupid chances. She just smiled at me. They told me that they were born as conjoined twins, but were seperated shortly afterwards. Paul pushed his pants down round his knees and displayed the the four-inch long scar on his left thigh. Alyssa follwed her brother's lead and showed off her corresponding scar on her smooth pale right thigh. I think. A slight breeze teased at my skin and in the shade you could really feel the cold air. My supervisor had asked me to cover the new art exhibitions opening as the writer it was assigned to had been delayed in France after his long weekend away. “You look like the arty type!” Richard said when he had given me the brief. “I am I suppose,” I had replied, or at least I like to think I am. It wasn't a specialty but I felt up for the task and that’s why I took it. Plus, this was to be a big column on.