”“Oh, oh, hello,” he stammered. “Thank you for coming. I’m not sure if I am really in need of your services. It was the headmaster’s idea ...or you to come.”“Well, I’m here and I know that you are a very busy man. I can help with some of your stress. I don’t mean to brag, but I’m actually great at giving shoulder massages.”Professor Stevens seemed to consider this. “Well, I guess a good shoulder massage wouldn’t hurt.”Lindsey walked over to where the professor was seated, and instructed him to. For some reason, he asked me to invite Tiffany. I thought that there might be a conflict in what he'd just asked, but I trusted him. So I told him that I'd make the trip and ask Tiffany if she wanted to come along.What was strange was that when I called and asked her, she already had her bag packed. Why? It seems that she and Adam had already talked on the phone, so she was ready to go. On the ride down, she told me that when she and Adam talked she'd made her mind up. She'd be attending Boston. As had already been said herhair was now long enough to get rid of the wig. It was now styled in anice feminine way and regular trips to a hairdresser kept it that way.Christina's wardrobe was now expanding with all the clothes she had gotfrom Linda, but now she was able to choose her own clothes on any shoppingtrips they both went together. These days, Christina did not insist onchecking every piece of clothing that Linda wanted for herself, she wasmore critical on things she wanted to. "Good,get dressed."He left and she moved to the bed.Her tall black boots were there.Black stockings and a garter,her only one,belt,and a lacy,low cut bra.She dressed swiftly and went to her frontroom.He was sitting on the couch."Very nice."He then rose and walked right up and onbuttoned all but the lowest button on the blouse.From her purse he removed the money and tucked it down the bra past her nipple."Lets go."He held the door open and escorted her to her car.Before he opened the door he.