"Awesome. Anything else?"She shakes her head no and I turn to walk out the door. "Umm, well...I have a question."I turn back around and raise my eyebr...ws. She fidgets in her seat."Umm, Kelly seems oddly perky this morning and I know you guys went down to the pub last night...did something..."I sit down and smirk at her. "Yesterday it was Emma and today it's Kelly. Your going to have to decide on which one you think I like Ms. Fairbanks." She blushes slightly."I'm just asking Ally...so..."I. Scott is definitely going to want what’s under that dress.”Scott Keller was an enigma. He was a strong confident man who worked as a mechanic, but he did what some men considered to be a feminine activity. But, the fact that Scott Keller knew how to dance, the fact that he was comfortable moving his body to infectious rhythms, the fact that he knew how to enjoy himself in the most primal way possible barring sex, meant, that he got a lot of it.There is a saying that dancing is the vertical. They'd been pretty typical of the sort of thing he'd worn almostevery day he'd been here; pink cotton with a dainty white picot trimaround the waist and leg holes, a matching bow at the front and adusting of tiny flowers printed on the fabric. She'd cooed particularlyover the motif of Princess Belle on the front looking coyly out whileclutching a rose in her canary yellow ball gown. She knew how much heliked Belle she'd said and remembered his birthday party the previousmonth when he'd had a. “What the fuck!” “Ah, I see little Hannah has a mouth on her.” He reaches next to his chair and picks up the discarded tape. “Here, you’ll need this” He explains as the places a large piece of tape over my mouth. I look at him with an anxious expression. “Shhh…Don’t worry. Close your eyes, relax your mind, and just feel.” I compliantly do as he asks for some mysterious reason. The hot summer sun has heated my skin so when another freezing ice cube hits my skin it’s unbearable but wonderful at.