I was not so sure. Little knots of anxiety still twisted my guts aboutbeing 'busted' in a skirt as I listened to what they were saying. Bethand Susan ...ere offering me a chance to play my songs in front of anaudience, and that was enough to make me take the offer seriously."It will be just like the old days pet," Beth giggled, with her eyesalight with anticipation, "Only the crowds are bigger much bigger!"Tempting me with our shared childhood dreams of playing live, she skatedover the. ________She had tried for a while to fight her shell, tried to keep her mind active. She had tried counting out loud, saying times tables, just to keep talking, but soon decided that she sounded insane, the crazy girl in the cell talking nonsense. Talking became worse than not talking Then she had tried doing little rhymes in her head - talk, walk, chalk, rock - but they had always turned bad - sock, suck, fuck - and thinking became worse than not thinking. It had become easier to give up on. At least you have your keys, right?’ ‘So that’s what you’re searching for?’ ‘I’m not locked out of my house, but I can’t find my mailbox key. I’m leaving on a trip tomorrow and I need to…’ ‘You’ll be gone a few days, right?’ ‘Uhh, right.’ ‘So what’s an extra day’s of mail?’ ‘You have a point.’ ‘Unless you’re expecting the Publishers Clearing House giveaway. But I think even then Ed McMahon comes to your house with some big ass check, so if that happens, you won’t be here anyway. Besides I don’t. " Everything is a game for you, you know! All you want is to play with me and every single guy you meet. And this is what I am for you... Just another game. You are a little brat who thinks the whole world must be at your feet. So, you know what... Sorry! It won't happen this time! " Really?"And as I uttered that word, I pulled the straps of my dress sideways and revealed my big tits, the ones Tom so much adored.He looked at me, shook his head, and in an angry reaction, grabbed my shoulders,.