“ Looking over his shoulder, he found it was pat, the departments office manager. “Just the wife bugging me again.” “So trouble at home then.�...� “Yes you could say that, but ill sort it eventually.” “Why don’t you come to my office, and we can chat more.” before he had the chance to say anything, pat was walking away from him, so after a few seconds he headed to the office. Knocking on the door and walking inside, he found pat bent over with her sweater gaped open at the neck, providing a great. I was even tempted to increase my demands.Olivia and Gemma finally reappeared. Olivia was dressed in her school uniform and looked slightly nervous. Her hair had been tied back in a ponytail and there was only a hint of makeup. The net result made her appear years younger. She could have been fifteen years old, maybe even less, but definitely more than thirteen."I've brought you a pretty little girl," Gemma advised. "I thought you might like her."Olivia approached apprehensively and I detected. As she massaged his scalp, the hair on Chris's head, which was aslightly unkempt mop of brown hair, began to glow. Chris, naturally,didn't notice any of this as he relished the scalp massage he wasgetting.After rinsing out Chris's hair, Erika towel-dried it, before she tookout a pair of scissors. Keeping the chair turned away from the mirror,Erika cut and snipped the long, shiny hair, working methodically withthe scissors. Chris wondered what was taking her so long, and debatedtelling her to. “You’re a horrible liar, you know,” my traditional reply for when I knew she was lying. “I’ve just got a lot of things on my mind with Prom and end of year exams coming up,“ “It’ll be alright. We’ve got another month and a half before exams and I am sure you’ll have fun with your date at Prom,” I replied back to her as we reached her locker. She got a little more nervous with the mention of Prom and I knew she wouldn’t tell me. “We’ll see,” she said back to quietly. “Alright, I gotta run to.