"Your leg hair is very faint, but girls in dresses are supposed to showany hair, regardless of shade," Heidi said. "We could shave your legs,but we do...'t have that kind of time right now."I stopped complaining and let her show me how to put on the pantyhose.They were a tan color and felt kind of funny on my legs. The bra waspretty embarrassing, but was quickly surpassed when she handed me small,foam pads to stuff into the cups. They seemed kind of heavy for foam.Heidi explained that they were. There was the feeling she was slowly recovering, but yet I knew she would never completely recover from this terrible wounding of her soul. There simply would always be a scar.The following morning wasn't that restful either. I spent a good three hours being interrogated separately by the Inquisitor and two other cabal members, one of them being Patrick, the guy Gordie had mentioned. And I only have one thing to say about the guy.He's an asshole to the fifth power.I don't think I could have. 'And don't you forget it,' he said smiling. He began to rub her back and her bottom a little as she snuggled up to him. After a lot of these carresses, she pulled away a little for things were heating up between them. She decided to try to change the subject. 'What is your real name, Nick?' she asked. 'You don't need to know,' he said. 'You will just make fun.' 'No, I won't' she promised. 'Tell me, what's your name?' Nick looked at her suspiciously but said, 'my name is Neathrum Hightower.'. “All cleaned up Monica?” Nick smiled. “You sure look squeaky-clean,” Tony chimed in. My hair was still a little wet from the shower but at least I felt clean. Tony went over to the kitchen sink and retrieved some ice from the fridge and filled three glasses. He poured them full of wine. Meanwhile, Nick came up behind me and started to massage my shoulders. I pulled away and Nick laughed as he continued. “What’s the matter angel? Don’t you like Nick.