Evenings at our home became aprocession of her female friends coming around for haircuts andmakeovers.Viv developed a reputation for being the go to p...rson amongst her friendsand they loved the fact they were getting free quality haircuts, stylesand makeovers. They got to use all the latest products. She was sopopular she managed to turn it into a little money making opportunity.She specialised in doing makeup for her friends and colleagues who weregoing out on the town. Part of her diploma. There's going to be a video out there that's really going to piss off Mom and Dad."She listened to the detective's question and grimaced."No, it's not so bad. Only me, and it only shows my face but I'm, well, I'm coming in the video, you know?"There was laughter from the phone."Come on, Suzanne. Stop it. I mean, I come, I make faces. Doesn't everyone?"She listened again."OK, thanks. I know you have to tell them. See you."At their precinct, Suzanne clicked off. Turned to Larry seated at the desk. I didn't need my gaze to deal with a horny man.He said something in French. It was musical, poetry given sound, and utterly meaningless to me. I just smiled as sultry as possible and exaggerated the roll of my hips even more. He kept speaking in French as I stepped up in front of him just on the other side of the Natsar's boundary and boldly looked him up and down."I love cops," I purred. Thunder rumbled behind me, the wind picking up as dark storm clouds swept over the hill. Candy Garnett I. Mary sat in the middle between the two kids.A door opened and a black midget walked into the room. He is carrying a tray with their drinks on it. The gentleman smiled to the little man. "Thank you Troy." Yes sir." The midget nodded his head as he stepped up to the family. "For you." Thank you." Mary smiled to him."You are small." Emily commented."Emily, please don't be rude to Troy." Mary quickly stopped her."No offense, maam." Troy smiled to her.The gentleman sat down in the large chair across.