I’m hoping you’ve got one in your truck?” “Oh. Yeah, yeah. I’ve got one under the truck, give me a second,” answered Paul, and he dropped ...o his knee and began fiddling around under the truck, leaving me standing there, leaned over the side of the truck. “Hi,” I said meekly, waving awkwardly. “Hello,” the man replied. Paul eventually got back up from under the car with the jack, then walked over to help the man change the tire. I thought that would give me a chance to recover my shirt, but just. Sheclosed her eyes, fearing what was in store for her. She felt her skirtcatch on the tiles and stick, which caused it stay up as her ass wentdown. Now her panty-less bottom was exposed to add to her humiliation. Herknees came to rest on the cold linoleum floor in front of Trisha who was now looking down at her. Trisha continued to push down on her shouldersuntil Jenna sat on her haunches and placed her hands on the floor to keepfrom falling. Jenna was scared. She'd never been in such a. Sheknew that with the right environment they would turn out quite well. Sarahmade her decision. Spreading her hands wide and closing her eyes, sheperformed her magic. Sid and Billy disappeared from the booth.(Object lesson: Don't get a fairy angry at you. You may not like the results.Ask Sid and Billy. Then again.....)*******************Chapter 3 Bad Attitude sets the StageJake was pissed off. First his two friends walked out on him and then to topit off, The two girls he was going to "hit" on. ”“You two’ve been busy these last couple of days?”“Yes. We’ve shared the search for and discovered the loss of her husband, we were both attacked by a killer, which she clinically resolved, and I am the ‘wounded hero’ who tried to defend her and is thereby suffering from my actions on her behalf. A sympathetic reaction from her at such a time, along with a hint of transference from her lost husband is only to be expected. Since then she has been with me constantly, helped me dress, interpreted.