She needs help with her fashion sense though, I rather unkindly thought. Her two-piece tweed number was way out of style. Her attire accentuated the c...ntrast between the two women, with Shelly wearing a white, frilly, lacy, ¾ length one-piece dress. The top of Shelly’s head, with it’s long blonde flowing locks, was level with Cynthia’s ears, which weren’t covered by her cropped dark brown hair. “I’m sorry about all the clutter,” she says with her apologetic mild lisp when we reached her. ”“No egg costumes, then?” Em asked.Amanda clutched her hand. “No, and no meat dresses either. Save the theatrics for professionals like me. Now, let’s make you drop-dead beautiful. You can tell your girlfriends they owe me one, too. You should prepare yourself, for as much as you hate shopping and make-up, the next several hours will be sheer agony for you.”Amanda and Em climbed into the limo as an assistant held the door. Mandy flowed across the open space, Em ... not so much.“Damn. That’s the. She walked into the house with her suitcase and put it down. He stoodthere mainly because he really couldn't believe that she was just doingthis. She closed the door behind her and let her coat fall open andshowing him her naked body underneath. She leaned against him and groundherself against his body in the hallway and told him that she belongedto him again. Her body was his and she wasn't going to let him go againnow that she knew they should be together. She pushed against him andafter. I jumped up and unlocked the door. She nearly fell in as I opened the door. She was a total mess. Her hair was down and looked as though she had been through a wind tunnel. I helped her over to the edge of the bed and sat her down. "Don't worry" she said, "I took care of the cabbie," and fell back across the bed - totally exhausted. That's when I got a really close look at her. One of the thigh high stockings was down around her ankles along with the tied thong for that shoe. When she.