Curious as to who had elicited such a reaction, Rachel moved so she could see whom it was the two women were talking about. To her surprise, not only ...as it someone she recognized, but it was also one of the few people in her class that she had considered a friend."Kelly O'Neil," Rachel said to herself as she recognized the blond haired woman in the blue dress, but then corrected herself that it had been Kelly Ryan for a number of years now. "Why in the world would anyone in this town have a. I could feel my blood start to boil; believing Waters was acting vindictively towards him, maybe as a way of getting back at me."Of course I acted irrationally. It seemed the right thing to do somehow. After all, I was a female by then and isn't that part of the 'job defscription'!" I spat back at her, angrily.I watched her bristle at this unbridled attack on my adopted gender but she then showed me how much she had matured, in direct contrast to my own actions, by maintaining her dignity, and. The setdressers, the lighting and camera work was first rate as was thebackground orchestra score. The man takes a seat on the edge of thechaise lounge, the woman looks at him longingly. The man reaches down andslowly slides the heavy white double satin gown up slightly to expose thefive inch heeled, white satin, marabou pump slippers. Another swish ofthe gown causes the fabric to zip as it slides effortlessly up her longlegs, clad in beige, Manhattan heeled seamed nylon stockings that gleam. Joan, said George. In fact you look way too young to be married to Mark, he's got to be almost 60!Oh well, stuttered Joan. Thanks George. He is a little older than me, but that was a nice compliment anyway.Vincent was eating his sandwich but he was listening to the conversation and watching Joan very carefully. He realized that she had cleaned up since first answering the door this morning, which wasn't all that unexpected. Yes, she put on some fresh clothes, but she still wasn't wearing a bra.