I knew then this wasn’t going to turn out well for me. I wasn’t wrong. On the night of the party, Sarah showed up dressed like a perfect, traditio...al Santa. She was a little too slim but she’d even found a false beard to give her some authenticity. My friends loved it and asked about my costume, only to be told to wait for the surprise. Sarah then dragged me to my room and stripped my clothes off, right down to the white and pink chiffon thong she’d left the night before. She hadn’t explicitly. Tess opened the door for her, "Come in." She hugged Drew's mother. "Tess, I just thought that if you and Dave were in here alone, well I didn't want to interrupt," Evelyn tried to explain. "Nonsense, it's still your home. Dave and I are still the guests here," Tess replied. "No, Tess, you are more than guests. You are Drew's partners so this is - or is going to be - your home too," said Evelyn. Tess gave her a cuddle. "Here, quick, Evelyn, could you help me with this stupid casserole? Drew. I showered and changed into a pair of jeans and a red shirt. I got out some wrapping paper and finished wrapping what I needed for the day. When I finished, I zipped down to the garage, and I was in the Mercedes convertible out in front of the building when she walked up. She had on green tights and a green top, but also wore a black skirt and a belt.She asked, "Where are we going for breakfast? I'm starving."I drove over to Mom and Bill's house. I introduced my new friend as Elf, and that's. I remember reading her pretty cursive writing; Meet me tomorrow in the girls bathroom at exactly 10:30, I'll be wearing a pair of black heels. Don't be scared. I promise, you won't regret a thing. I looked at that note at least seventy times, wondering what the hell she was talking about. Don't be scared? Did I have something to be scared of? What won't I regret? Why did she want to meet me, of all people? The questions ran through my head plenty of times, but the answers were all unclear. I.