If you don’t mind?” “No problem. It doesn’t take all that long.” He was still looking at her, wearing a half-smile, and Renee felt her face ...arming again. “What?” He shrugged. “Guess I’ve just never seen you dressed up for work before. Not many women wear stockings any more. They are stockings, and not pantyhose, aren’t they?” Not trusting her voice, she nodded and responded, “Mmm hmm.” “They look good on you.” “Thank you.” With that, he nodded and turned back to the computer. Her heart beating. “Look at me.” She was in her typical summer work uniform, a pair of jeans that were skin-tight at the top and ballooning out to bells at the bottom, a pale blue tube top, and a light brown sugar tan everywhere else. “You think the jamokes in these dive bars are going to turn me down? It’s Youngstown. Besides, they all need the business.”She scooted over and I sat down next to her on the back of the Vega. We both drank and smoked in silence for a couple minutes.“This is nice,” I said finally. “I. They were both fully made up and had on short conservative wigs with Jamalin a dark bob and Charles in a short flip."Wow, I guess we are not in cheerleader mode today," said Tommy almostlaughing staring at his teammates as Mandy removed the cape from his neck"Thanks to you I guess not," said Charles giving him a look."Ladies, please," said Faith interrupting. "Ok, time to get you readyTommy. Now I'm sorry but shyness will no longer be part of the equationfor you."Faith lifted the nightgown over. He stood with the bouncer and talked about baseball until a large SUV with tinted windows pulled up.The photographers who usually stationed themselves out front had seen it roll past and turn down a side street so they ran as quickly as they could to catch up. They had just arrived when Esmi Perez, in a short green dress, stepped out of the vehicle, assisted by the bouncer.Mandy Hart followed in an all-white number similar to Esmi's in cut and Juanita Sanchez was next in a red dress that hugged.