(We were alone in the store.) She was standing there in a training bra and regular-sized panties (Victoria's Secret panties, but ones that would caus... panty lines.) I mentioned that she wouldn't be able to wear a bra with the dress (she didn't need one yet anyway) and that she would need to wear thong panties.Without even blushing, she calmly removed her bra and handed it to me. Then she put one hand on my arm to steady herself, and with other hand pushed down her panties, let them drop on. If I tried to apply makeup while I was shaking like this I'd look like an extra from a slasher movie. I couldn't look like that in front of Mother. I couldn't disappoint Daddy.Tony put his hands on my trembling shoulders. "You can do this," he said. "Take one step at a time and put one foot in front of the other."I smiled wanly and nodded. "It's going to be the hardest thing I've done in a long time, but with you behind me I might live through it."He kissed my cheek and backed off. "Get dressed. I flicked out 20 bucks and paid tubby.The Chief nodded at the 17 year old."Frank, you fucked her ... you pay." Next lesson is double." Shit," I said. "20 bucks is cheaper." I flicked out another 20 and headed for my pickup. It was on blocks and all four tires were gone. I looked in the cab ... the radio, tape deck and speakers were ripped out and the bucket seats were gone.I called home. The insurance agent asked where I was."Fort Peck Rez," I said."Your policy doesn't cover the Rez," she. That is why we have created this museum to remind people of how things once wore in my country.”In spite of the heat of the day, Tracey shivered with fear. God, in a place like this so many things could go wrong! And I can really feel the sense of evil in this museum.“Please to follow,” said Mr. Gonzales, “We will begin with a short film describing the history of the Spanish Inquisition.”Tracey gazed at Mr. Chambers and whispered softly in his ear.“Do I have to go and watch this stuff? Do I.