Both women were primed for the worse and had come very inappropriately attired for a strident mêlée. Lindsey was wearing a slinky black dress featur...ng a plunging cowl neckline that nosedives all the way to her midriff eager to accent her influential amenities to a favorable advantage. While Mom arrived outfitted in a flirty yet officious pin-striped periwinkle jacket, matching pencil skirt, a harmonizing blue blouse accented with seamed stockings and complimenting high heeled shoes indicating. ”“Come on.”“No, listen here,” I stared hard at the cocky little shithead. “If you think that devil of yours is scary well... wait until you see Dolan when he’s upset.”Frankie didn’t reply.“If we don’t bring the cattle back to town safely your demon will be the least of our worries.” I paused, imagining the worst case scenario. “Because he’ll hunt us down, believing us to be a bunch of thieves, and then slit our throats and burn our corpses so our families have nothing to remember us by.”Frankie. As he opened the door he heard the sound of the car pulling out of his drive, through his gate and out onto the street.Standing in the pool of light, her dress sparkling like sunlight on the ocean, Penelope looked at him, her smile not quite hiding the wave of nervousness she felt as the door opened.'Hey, gorgeous!' he said, a smile of his own spreading over his face, stepping back to allow her in. But the pretty brunette standing in the doorway didn't move.'I didn't want to wait until tomorrow. Trinian's costume Candy had described. A French maid's outfit and a nurses uniform. None of the garments was particularly long. Sarah wasn't tempted to wear any of them. Sarah spent five minutes looking before deciding on a pale blue top and tight black micro-skirt. She found a pair of black tights in the top drawer and was soon sitting at Candy's dressing table putting on Candy's blonde wig. Then she spent nearly fifteen minutes applying Candy's make-up on her face. No way was she going to put.