. youcan go right ahead and tell Rebecca. She knows everything."Before I knew it, my tormentor had assumed the initiative once more."I'll bet she has ...er suspicions. I'll bet she's considered the prospecthundreds of times, but I'll bet she's never confronted you with hersuspicions. No, she would never think of challenging you. No, she'dspend hours dreaming up excuses for why behave as you do. Sure, you'llhave told her that you shave your legs because you ride a pushbike, andshe'll have believed. I figured I'd start slowly. If I just started asking questions about myself, she'd get suspicious."Name all the guys you've dated," I said."All of them?" she asked.I nodded.It took her a good while to remember all of them. I swear when she was done that there must have been fifteen names on the list."But you're only in tenth grade!" I protested."So? You must have dated like six different girls in tenth grade after you dumped Jeanne's friend." Cammie?" Yeah, the jock," Jill said. "I can't even. Ich hatte doch ziemlich viel Angst mich mit meinerStimme zu verraten. Ich schrieb eine Email.Dann ging es um den Bart. Au?er rasieren blieb nur dauerhafteHaarentfernung per Laser oder Elektrolyse. Nun, einen Bart wollte ich nochnie, also weg mit den Haaren f?r immer. Nie wieder rasieren, klasse!Nur die Beule im Slip war nicht so einfach zu l?sen. Enge Miederslipserschienen mir sehr unkomfortabel und nur f?r kurze Zeit geeignet. AuchTeile aus Latex waren wohl mehr ein Gag, das konnte man nicht. I’d planned to go right back downstairs to the living room, but babbling toddler noises from the direction of Kim’s bedroom drew my attention and I walked down the hall to peek inside. Sure enough, BJ was sitting on the floor playing with some of his new Christmas presents while his mama watched over him.“Heyyy, little man,” I greeted.BJ looked back at me, cheering in a tiny voice, “Da-da!” But a second later he returned his attention back to his brand new trucks, and for the moment I was.