Morgana was tall enough to stand in the shallow end, but I ended up spending a couple hours reviewing the children's swim lessons before engaging in a...wet game of Marco Polo. Both children had brought sleeping bags and insisted on using the rooms that would be theirs in the future, despite the fact that I had not gotten to that floor to fix up anything, something they both insisted on helping with. When I returned the two to Jenny on Sunday afternoon, they were smiling but exhausted. They tried. Tricia delved into the bag and pulledout what was to most people, a bib but as Fi had described it toKatie, a dress protector complete with Katie beautifully embroideredon the front in pink flowery writing."Goodness Fi, that must have taken ages to make that, the letters musthave been torture to get them that good." Never one to let theopportunity to sing her own praises Fi explained how she had to find apattern upscale it, work out the length and width of ribbon needed forthe edging, the size. She had on her black velvet grappling gloves, a foxy black velvet choker around her neck, and her tall black leather combat stiletto heel boots which looked as deadly as they looked erotic. Her perky nipples poked through her tight spandex thong suit, and she was beyond curvy. My balls wanted to explode from just looking at her profile picture. There was no way she was the galaxy's deadliest spy. It could not be!Flustered, I typed my trolling comment on her SpaceBook status. I couldn't wait to. ?She had been in thechanging room, or was it at the clothing rack.?There was the nice salesman, who was probably a few years older than shewas.? He offered to set her up with achanging room.? Karla thought sheremembered going into the changing room and trying on the outfit, but couldn?tquite picture it.? Karla reached down inthe darkness and felt her clothing.? Yes,she seemed to be in the outfit she had tried on, she had started the day injeans and this was definitely a skirt.?But what had.