There was no way out. "Unless..." I looked up at her. "Unless I can put you in a disguise." She started looking about the small room, gaining energy a... she thought about it. "I can make it so no one will know it's you when I take you out." But..."She silenced me with a look. "It's the only way," she told me. "Unless you'd rather wait for the cops?" I shook my head. I just couldn't let that happen. I'd do whatever it took to get out of there...My ankles wobbled a bit despite the fact that the. It’s good.”“Yes, I’ve always loved the melody of Afterthoughts. It’s delicate and romantic ... and a little sad.”“I’d never heard it - not until my seventeenth birthday. Nor have I heard it since.”Her lips dried and her heart pounded like a bass drum. “I didn’t know that.”“Yes, that was a special birthday, not least because I’d determined I would lose my virginity.”“An unusual present.”“Yes,” he agreed. “Victorian men would visit the red light district to gain experience before they married. I. I let my fingers run through them. The cutebaby blue slip dress, The silky white halter dress, the pretty blackprom dress, the flirty white a-line dress, the obligatory 'little blackdress', the pink tube dress, assorted cami dresses and all the others.I can't make up my mind. I look at all of my skirts hanging in anotherrow. Jean skirts in every color of the rainbow. Ruffled skirts, pleatedskirts, miniskirts, micro-mini skirts, wrap skirts, paneled skirts,pencil skirts. Skirts of denim and lace. They had a physical attraction more powerful than either had ever felt before. Her yearning hazel eyes drew his hardened dark grey eyes closer, and before either could change anything, even if they wanted to, their lips were pressed together. They closed their eyes and got lost in the moment. Seeing more passion in the blackness than either had seen before. His large hand caressed the side of her face as she ran her hand around his neck and through his hair. She leaned into him more now, their.