”“Hi, Rondo. I recognized you when I came out, and it’s nice to meet you.”“Nice to meet you too, Elizabeth. I’ll say one thing for my part...er, he sure knows beauty when he sees it.”“Thank you, Rondo. I’m the lucky one. Josey makes me feel so good when we’re together ... I’m sure he told you, I love playing the role of his Mistress?”“He didn’t, but you sure do look the part.”“Josey, I need to get back in there. There’s so much shit going on right now, I’ll see you as soon as I get off. I didn't realise there could be this many. The Captain of the Guards has asked for parley, so I suppose we'll have to agree to talk.The head of our group goes to meet, under a truce flag, with the Captain. I've gone along too, but invisible to all mundane and esoteric sensors. I think something is up."We have come to demand your surrender and return to the enclave", the Captain says as they sit down."Is that all?" asks the leader."And the head of the person claiming to be George La. I had on a plain black T-shirt, shorts, and old worn white Nike tennis shoes without socks. Seeing him there in what appeared to be sockless in those shoes, started me thinking of how good his feet and shoes must smell if he was! Like mine did, I hoped. He seemed to be about my age, but I had never seen him at school before. He was standing there talking to a girl, so I went into the pool room to shoot some for fun until my friends came later on. The center had just opened a little bit ago so. It felt very liberating to free myselffrom my other clothes although I couldn't help but feel a little ashamedas well. Would this feeling ever disappear? It was a bit disappointing tofind that it was still affecting me. It was safe to say that my grandmadidn't mind in the least, in fact she was probably enjoying this.I shook it off. If she was enjoying this, I should be too, and now that Ihad this as my own, perhaps the more I wore it, the more that thisfeeling would fade and eventually.