We were half way out the door when she turned around and ran back to the pictures again."That's you in the pictures!" she cried. "That's really you. O... my gosh. WOW. Is she really that beautiful." More so, and not just from her looks, either." I spent the next thirty minutes telling Robin all about Caitlin.She told me that when the newspaper ad first appeared of Caitlin in the dress, every one of her friends tried to find out more about the dress and the person in it. It drove some of them. Had never had a boy friend. Hungered to travel, explore, hear the world, first hand. There was little money in her family, so she was resigned to staying in Muskegon, with her Mom. “How can she be so vivacious, warm, and upbeat, being blind, with that future?” Clint mused to himself. Her Mom was out when he dropped her off, and when he picked her up the next day. He told Matt that he would skip fishing, as he had to be with her. By early afternoon, Clint had decided that he wanted to build a. We wereall too exhausted from walking more than we were used to to go outagain for a while, though we might have had better success at that timeof day than earlier in the morning, when a lot of places weren't openyet. I fell asleep for an hour or two, and I think some of the othersdid, too.Later on, we went out looking for work again, still with no success.After we all returned to the car around sunset, Dad moved the car a fewmiles to another parking lot, a shopping center in easy. "Sniff 'em." He said.Oh man. I noticed several more customers watching as I sniffed the slightly stained panties."What did they smell like?" Bill asked calmly."Well, like my... my... like me and there is a little pee and sweat smell." Ok, you can put them back in your purse now."I sighed in relief, thinking that this ordeal was coming to an end.As I put my under-things back in my purse, I hissed at Bill, "Why did I just do that? Why am I doing what you tell me to do?" I put a drug in your Pepsi.