If the black number was light and airy, this was a beast of a dress. Itwas constructed of rich heavy off white duchess satin with a straplesscorseted...top and full sweeping skirt and train. Even more interesting,it had a full matching duchess satin cape that came around the neck andover the shoulder, clipping to the top of the corset busk just under thearms. It folded back and around, almost like the cape had a hood (itdidn't), that left most of my chest showing, from collarbone down. " It would be a pleasure." And I, I may know another couple of ladies who need some repairs." We aim to please." Yes, yes you do."Whistling a tune Mickey led Kat back across Broadway and downtown."Kat, now THAT was a fine lady." Sounded like you were killing her." Ha ha. And she has friends." Here I'm getting to lay with a fine woman and she paid us for working. This may be my best scheme yet."So no need to lay my hands on the silverware?" As long as they pay well for work done, no. Unless you. Punctured lung. Lacerated liver. Skull fracture and a very bad brain injury. At least half of your brain was affected.”The woman disconnected him from the machine. Lance felt fine. She had mentioned a severed spineand brain injury but he felt fine. He looked down and wiggled his toes and everything worked fine. He felt pretty coherent for having had a brain injury. He wondered how long he had been there. The woman motioned for him to sit up. She walked to a small cabinet and pulled out. "Cute shirt." He smiled at me and looked me up and down quickly, leaving me beet red."Thank you," I replied as he pulled out of the parking lot. He turned the music on and lit a cigarette without saying anything. I just sat there incredibly nervous and silent.After about five minutes of driving, he broke the silence. "I know a great spot, it’s right up here." Oh, okay..." I stammered, still looking down. He lit another cigarette.He turned into a dirt road, and after a couple minutes, we came.