Tony and he had casual conversations from time to time, but never really got personal. "Hello Tony. Yeah, I graduated with queen here." Chelsea blushe... at Jared's compliment. "So were you two were acquaintances, or did she pass u in the hall without giving u a look?" Tony asked jokingly. "Actually Tony, Chelsea and I dated in high school and into are first year in college, I played baseball and got a scholarship and Chelsea came along." Tony's face changed to a more inquisitive look. "Really,. He had told her to follow them all to the letter, and of course she would. He knew that, and so did she. She had no choice. Her eyes filled with tears as she slowly read what he had written. God, it got worse every time. Did he really expect her to--but of course he did. And she would. If she could. She began to sob softly as she forced herself to read through the numbered commands. "One. Strip yourself naked. Completely. This means not only clothing, but any jewelry, any adornment, any. Her eyes lighted on me and then movedon before coming back to look at me again."Lesley?"I nodded and stood up.She rushed over and gave me a massive hug."Let me look at you. You look amazing," she said, taking in everything- my clothes, my hair, my makeup. For some reason I felt absurdlypleased."You look great yourself. You haven't changed a bit." Well you certainly have." And with that we both burst out laughing. Afew heads turned to look at us but we just kept laughing. I had a painin my side. "I am quite well aware of that, Robert," said Miranda dully, turning slightly to face him before continuing, "And the answer's the same one that I give every year." Miri, look-" began Bob, holding out his hand to touch her shoulder."Don't!" she yelled angrily, roughly knocking his hand away and glaring at her stepfather, "Don't touch me, and don't you dare and try to tell me what I should do with my life! And don't you EVER dare call me that again! You're not-! You're not..." Your Father," Bob.