So, in an attempt to bring peace to the household, the following weekend Peter brought her back to their apartment and tried to establish some form of...normal life again.It was immediately difficult; Cyndi still refused to dress modestly. If left to her own devices, she was quite capable of going to the supermarket or into town dressed in the sluttiest clothes imaginable. Her nipple bars were clearly discernible through the thin cotton of her tight shirts and her panties, when she wore them at. Apparently it has been disabled." I am going to have to do something soon," I said. "I can't have him follow me all the way to my destination. I'll call the State Police when I cross into Massachusetts and ask them to stop him. I might need the FBI to assist with this request as Van Horn is one of theirs." Let me call Fielding again and see what he says," replied Hanratty.I passed through Springfield, Massachusetts and was nearing Northhampton when Hanratty got back to me."Sorry it took so long. On the weekdays when there was a possibility of a client walking into the office, Rebecca wore a simple white blouse and a black, knee-length skirt (both perhaps a little tighter than they should be) and her heels. She was still quite attractive and he appreciated her ability to "pretty up the place" for the clients.However, on Saturdays when the office was closed and no clients came by, or when the two of them would work from his home, her work attire was considerably more "free" and. More often than not it was on a Monday when the twins had unexpectedly had friends in on Sunday who had eaten them out of house and home.So it was that one Monday Peter came up to her table and asked if he could join her."I've joined the gliding club, passed their tests and can now go up solo," he said triumphantly."Wonderful but surely that was no great hurdle. I got the impression that you'd done it quite a lot." I have but each club has to test you despite your certificate so as to satisfy.