Eastman. Is Liv ready?"She nodded at me, still smiling. "Olivia, your date is here!" she called back toward the hallway. Turning back she said, "I can...t remember the last time Olivia's date actually came to the door, John."I didn't answer because at that moment my jaw hit the floor. I almost didn't recognize the young woman who stepped out of the hallway. The Liv that stood there nervously looked nothing like Ridgemont's Over Easy.The black eye shadow, black t-shirt and jeans were gone. Even. "Yes, I'm dying to see how your outfit looks on you," said Claire. "Youhad no idea what special favors I had to cash in to get you somethinglike this to wear early in the morning. Luckily, Christy's friend is amanager at Dress Barn and she came in early for me. If that wasn't badenough, I got Olga to push back two customers for you. She's wonderful,isn't she?" Yeah, she's a barrel of laughs," Alan said sarcastically, taking off hiscoat."Oh, it fits him well," said Sally, walking around him. "He. "How do we do it?" she asked."First we blow the vent and look for smoke to emerge from the other vents in the jungle. That first explosion will clear the filters and open a straight line down. Once we can get some Symtex inside, it will pop open like a child's toy. Those bunkers are designed to protect from outside explosions not inside ones. I figure two small explosions and one big mother. Then we just walk in and count the bodies." Sounds right to me," Eve agreed.I walked outside then called. He knows he's good, he has a wicket tongue, and he has the intellectual seduction to make me his. When he finally gets to me, he talks to me, comments on my subtly exposed garter, he is seducing me with his words, and he is running his fingers along my garter. He is running his hand slowly up my skirt and he can feel my wetness. He runs his wine glass along the outline of my breast. We spend the next hours slow dancing and sipping on wine. He discreetly ever so gently plays with my brests.