It took all of my will-power to not peek, but I didn't. She returns with a dark wig that she explains she wears when she wants to go out to a bar and ...ot give a damn about how people treat her. (She's a red-head and finds that the wig gives her an alternate persona.) Two dangling clip-on earrings and I get to look. Upon seeing my reflection, I made the closest approximation to a squeal that my throat would allow. The noise was not planned, it's just that I was so excited that I squealed!We went. I was worried that thecommotion a couple minutes ago had ruined my Kimberly mask. A briefskim over my stolen face confirmed that there was nothing to worryabout. My face was still flawless. As usual, I tried severalexpressions, ranging from cute, angry and fear to test the flexibilityof my face and I was satisfied. I was still looked like KimberlyGoldman. And to make it perfect, I had to act as her accordingly andflawlessly.I opened the shopping bags, took the black dress out and start. .. please, Tony?”“Your wish is my command, damsel,” I said. “I’ve a feeling that I will have commissions of at least two other women to add to our collection this summer, and I know they are going to be claimed as well.”“We do like our toys, don’t we?” Kate sniffed.“I think this is a little more than a toy, darling. I know how close you are. You know, Wendy does talk to me, too,” I said.“You mean you don’t just tell her what to do?” Kate asked.“You know better than that. If you hear that in my. After I change, I’m gonna kill the little bastard.”Dale laughed.Joan glared at him over her shoulder as she walked into her bedroom.Dale was sitting in the recliner when they came in. “Chrissy, kneel on the floor in front of me.” He looked at his mother. “Go get dad’s gun.”Mom came back with the .38.“Make sure it’s loaded and the safety is off.”“Now, point it at the ceiling and very slowly cock it.”“Good.Chrissy, do not move or say a word.”“Dale, what are you doing?”“Mom, be quiet and point the.