Evans was quite assured of himself. She was helpless and he was in charge.But the Martha he knew was not the same that stood before him. She had gone ...hrough quite an ordeal, an ordeal that had taught her a few lessons indeed. The most important lesson she had learned while she was with her friends, was the value of a weapon.The small man never even contemplated her to be armed. The tight energy beam singed a black smoldering hole into the fabric of Martha’s coat and a similar hole into the. "But it would be a waste or time and money if I don't get asked... or asksomeone." You can always go by yourself," Mom added. "It's not prom. It's justhomecoming. It's the 90's. You don't need a date." I'm still hung over. I just want to nap," I said."Christina Rose Demarco," Mom said. "You're coming dress shopping withus."And that was that. Mom put her foot down. Since my parents let me offeasy with the "no drinking at parties" thing, I really had no position toargue. I was going dress. It is another part of the family ritual. It is nice to come home to a clean house, but it always takes a little wind out of your sails to work your ass off before you go have fun. She sweeps the last of the leaves off to the side and looks at the patio. She sees her reflection in the sliding glass doors. The house is dark inside and they make a nice full size mirror. I am cute she thinks. No wonder Brad is checking me out, and umm stealing my panties and then jerking off in them….. I don't think anybody here will find you out. So, please, takea deep breath, un-hunch your shoulders and have some fun."I giggled nervously and tried to relax. "What's first on the agenda?" First" Jean said "Is I give you a massage, and then I cover you with alarge towel and let you relax on the table for a while. So why don't weget started, this is my room."The room was dimly lit and soft jazz was coming from a radio on a sidetable. A tall, narrow table with a strange pillow was in the middle.