"Guess what?" she enthused. "Dream Boats and Petticoats" are playing thePalace tomorrow night and they gave the Club a few complimentary tickets.Knowi...g I like 50's and 60's music, George, the doorman, put a coupleaside for me. This time I'm taking you out and tomorrow night you aregoing to be my "date"!"This was fine by me. I too enjoyed retro music and "Dream Boats andPetticoats" - which was essentially a teenage love story wrapped aroundloosely around hits from the 50's and 60's - had. Ihope he intends to give you some water if he's gonna keep us around forhours." Yeah, well, we're dead anyways, so it probably doesn't matter." Dehydration vs. a quick blow to the head? Yeah it matters." Thurmangagged and twitched in his shackles. Grant's eyes perked up. "What thefuck was that about?" I think he overdosed me on crack or something. My perceptions areslowing down, and I'm having back spasms. Plus, it felt like myintestines were going to jump straight up through my body and out. I put on my skirt, sliding it up and then skippering it up. It's also about a size and a half too big, but I put the belt on to secure it.I slide on my heels and stand there, in front of him. "So?"He smiles. "You look so fucking sexy."I blush again. "Really?" Baby, you look like the most sexiest and most fuckable secretary ever," he tells me.I smile and then walk over. I don't waste time with kissing. I want this man more than ever and when I get to the couch, I drop to my knees and with in. .thought. It was the same thought that had brought me to this warehouse,this crate, and this wardrobe. The thought was saying, I must moveforward. With my heart thumping with both fear and excitement, I movedsome of the dresses aside and climbed in.As I moved through row after row of dresses, I noticed they seemed to begetting bigger. I found it difficult to not stop and admire the dresses,especially when I came across one which I knew, somehow, was mine. Itwas a summery pink eyelet dress with.