I alwaysthought she liked me, but I was still surprised to be given suchbreak.I went to this older house downtown that I was sure was notwhere she liv...d, right on time at 7:00. I was greeted by a girlfrom my school. Her name was Shelley and she was one of thosegirls who were untouchable in my school. I am sure we all hadthe type in high school; you know the cheerleader with longblonde hair, tall, tan, tight body, always dating some guy incollege, almost too perfect. She was wearing some a denim. I knew the unexplained; I was the unexplained. She didn't remember being raped by the biker gang, if forgetting me was the price of not living with that trauma, I would pay it.The low throat roar of motorcycles interrupted the priest's voice. I walked out of the crowd of people until I could see the bikers pulling up at a distance. Candice and Diana came up to stand on either side of me."This is foul even for these animals, ' Agent Diana whispered. Candice nodded brusquely.There was nothing in. I was required to walk in an entirely different mannerwhich caused my hips to sway back and forth in what I considered anexaggerated motion. I managed to figure it out pretty quickly. I walkedback and forth between the desk and the purse three or four times untilI got the hang of it. Still, I wondered how women I knew managed tobalance themselves on even higher heels. I hoped I didn't have thechance to find out.The purse contained the usual collection of garbage all women seem tocarry around.. Stealthily, I slipped my hand under the towel and got a good grip onmyself. This is one show I knew I would really enjoy. "Like this?" asked Beth, moving to a kneeling position at the farright side of the sofa and leaning forward, resting her chest on the bluevelvet cushion and the side of her head on her forearm. "That's just fine," said Ellen, sliding off the sofa and moving to aseated position to Beth's left. Ellen leaned slightly forward, her left breast scr****g Beth's hip."So.