My biggest memory of that period of my life was when I first ventured out. I can remember what I wore: a beautiful matching blue checked gingham bra, ...anties and suspender belt, silky dark brown stockings, a grey dress with a blue belt with matching blue sling back shoes, topped off with my Mum’s wig and a little eye shadow and lipstick. I was about 12 or 13 and that was the last time I went out “dressed” until I started seriously “dressing” about 12 years ago.After I left school, “dressing”. "Oh goody, I love riding in the car when you have the top down! Can I pick out the music?" Sure thing, darlin', as long as it's either country or western." Rachel winked. "Your pick." Why thank ya, ma'am," Sarah drawled.Willy Nelson's gravel voice sounded through the crystal clear Bose system, "Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys..." So, what do you and Daddy have planned tonight?" Well, I tried to get him to have tea with Mrs. Bunny and me tonight."Rachel bit her lip to limit her. The man holding her was very dangerous. It made sense that he was skilled with a weapon. One didn’t earn enough to retire to a house in a city at such a young age without using a weapon to achieve such wealth.The time passed with him thinking and drinking his wine. Deep in his thoughts, Sid was only peripherally aware of others entering the public room. The noise level slowly rose until it was too loud to think. Looking around, he examined the individuals who had joined him in the room. More. He reached up and tapped at the side of his helmet, turning on VISR mode. The world around him took on a slightly brighter quality, his onboard computer outlining nearby objects in yellow, helping him navigate in the gloom. If he came across any friendlies, they would be outlined in green, while any enemies that the algorithm recognized would appear in red.He could see plenty of cars, although their drivers were nowhere to be found. The vehicles had been abandoned, their doors left ajar, some.