Commissioner Emmeline Penelope Batterbee heard the bang and felt the windows rattle. As Chairwoman of the Royal Physics Society, she made it her job t... know what was going on in the building at all times and this was an unexpected occurrence.She strode along the corridor. The tails of her frock coat flapped behind her as the train of her dress swished along the polished corridors. Following the noise of the excited chatter and footsteps, everyone converged on the great hall. She stopped at the. “Sure,” you say. “But I mean, it doesn’t just look sexy. It’s a little slutty, isn’t it? This dress is a little too short and a little too low-cut.” You press your breasts inward with your arms, and your cleavage plumps upward. “You know what I think? I think my husband wants me on display. He wants other men to think about what it would be like to have me.”I shrug but I feel a little tightness in my throat. It occurs to me that this thought has been there in the back of my mind. You’re looking. I wondered if Shirley had any thoughts similar to the ones I was having. We might be talking about forever. How did we ever let it get to this point?At dinner, later that evening, Mama didn't mention Shirley's name, not even once. Dad talked about his week at work, and Mama talked about the golf learning center. Both talked about the diamond earrings Uncle Bunny had purchased for Elizabeth for Christmas. Mama expressed a lot of concern that Uncle Bunny was going to do something foolish with. "Lyssa?" I asked, and she looked up from her rummaging through her purse. "What would you like for Christmas?"She gave me a small smile, started to say something, and then laughed. "Oh, I don't know. You know me, anything will do. I'm surprised you haven't found something already."I kept shaving my legs, almost finished with them now. I stood up and rinsed off, feeling Lyssa's eyes roaming over me.I'm such a tease."Oh, I've thought of a few things," I said casually, as I braced one foot on the.