” I watched as I shoveled my taco salad into my mouth, almost forgetting my lunch companion as I contemplated what it would be like to strip that bi...ch completely and find out if she could deliver on the promise.“Um ... Beca ... I’m sorry I got distracted. I was...” I looked over at her and saw her absently lift a fork to her mouth as she stared at Joan’s display.“God, she’s yummy,” Beca mumbled. “Uh ... what was that?”“You ... uh ... don’t ever dress like that, do you?”“Hell no. I would if I. She did not think that she was bad looking. She had a figure most woman would kill for, long blonde hair, big blue eyes, and dressed somewhat nice most of the time. As she got up that morning, she was not that enthusiastic about her day. She hated to do interviews. Most of the applicants were either ex cons or complete idiots. She went into the office that day and sat down. She sulked about her love life whenever no one else was around. She had almost given up on love completely. It was torture. She was just starting to think about lunch when her father called her into his office; her mother was already there. "Shut the door, Susan," he said when she walked in. "We've got to talk."Susan felt her heart fall. "Don't tell me that Gingrich got to the administration at Riverside," she said glumly."If he has, I don't know about it," her father said reassuringly. "But I just got off the phone with Henry. To make a long story short, he didn't get all that he hoped he could get by now. His work. I look at myreflection in the store windows and I know that I'm advertising for sex. I gointo a jewelry store and get my ears pierced for the first time. I insist ontwo large hoop earrings that jangle with every movement. As I sit theregetting my ears pierced, I notice a man outside the store is looking up myshort skirt and also into the slit that exposes my bra. I cross my legs evenhigher so that he can see all the way to the elastic of my panties. My dressis so short that I'm actually not.