I watched the layers of beauty shed to reveal the real girl. "After-hours clubs. I've heard about them, but I've never been." It's just like another b...r with dancing and shit. You want to go?"I had been leading her to ask. It had been four months since I had gotten away from this cage. Having a luscious creature be the one to lure me out sent tingles all over, especially at the base of my torso.It was the quickest close ever.When I closed the metal grid, it was the first time I had locked it. We told Claire and Susan about our (few) friends, favorite classes, and teachers, along with our most embarrassing moments. Claire and Susan went on and on about The President’s Elementary School, where they attended, and the Summer Memories Dance was being held.There was a reason all those street names were named after the presidents. We heard a familiar rhythm in the song Russell had just started to play, and we all got up to dance.It’s remarkable how much less stressful it is to dance, when. .. I always wanted to be a model...”She switches position as her voice-over continues, standing up and posing beside the bike, one hand on the throttle as if she’s holding something phallic... “I’ve posed for some magazines ... I love bein’ in them ... Knowing that men are looking at me ... I’ve always been a bit of a show-off ... That’s what all the ink is about ... Giving men something to look at...”We cut to a fast series of covers of a number of cheap and tacky looking magazines – tattoo. Carolyn Ellsbrough smiled back. There was an unmistakeable twinkle inher eye."My god, but you're gorgeous," she said, silently. "Look at you,standing there with your hourglass figure and your long, slender legs.It's no wonder Jerry wants to fuck you, girl. And you might as welladmit it, deep down inside you know you want him to, don't you? Andthat's precisely where you do want him, isn't it? Deep down inside! He'sgoing to have you, sooner or later, one way or the other. Maybe even oneway and.