I promise.”Once outside again, Ellie turned to Becca. “Can you show me what I need to wear, what to do?”“Sure, it’s easy enough. You need to...decide on your look.” She ran her fingers through Ellie’s long brunette hair. “Are you going for the slutty vamp look, sexy school girl or some other uniform?”“Uhhh, I dunno.” Ellie was starting to get cold feet about this. Her visit to the bar hadn’t exactly filled her with confidence but a momentary image of Rackmann was enough for her to continue.“Why. “Tommy?”“Um, I go by Thomas now.”“Okay Thomas, is Ben here?”“Uh sure, he’s out by the pool with Bridgett and some other kids. I’ll take you to him.”He was making furtive glances at me and I kind of wished that I had changed clothes before coming over. My white blouse was tied in a knot above my bellybutton and showed off my cleavage quite nicely; just allowing a glimpse of my lacy white bra. With my white shorts I was showing off more skin than was advisable considering my current audience. The. His position. J. Wilson Rollins was a vice president at the local bank. I'd known him in high school, though not well. I was a cheerleader and Wilson was kind of a nerd. I went to the bank to open an account when I moved back and he started asking me out right away. He was an okay-looking guy, and would even be cute if he didn't act so much older than he was. He had thinning brown hair that he brushed back from a broad face. In ten or fifteen years people would call him "dignified."Wilson. For starters, take off your clothes while I draw ahot bath for you. I'll add some sweet bubble bath, and you can use myrazor to shave your legs." I'm not shaving my legs," I wailed."Oh yes you are, or I'll shave them for you. Your aunt is expecting tosee her niece as a budding young woman, and that's what you shall be.When you're done with your bath, I'll trim those loose ends and try todo something with your hair. I never thought I'd say this, but I'mglad you refused to get it cut for so.