” I said reading her nameplate. She smiled at me and took off. She was probably in her early twenties which good for me, considering I’m twenty-ei...ht and she was also nicely plump. Not fat, like the Rocca women of these parts, but not that aerobic looking either. She was very healthy for a half-breed elph and her uniform clung tightly to her thick curvy body. I was still in shock to how her white uniform managed to cover her well-rounded ass. Her high cut black panties showed through and she. She really was a woman, a woman in a harem outfit!Like some Arabian slave girl.Moments before Biff had been looting the scientists lab. He'd found whathe thought was a virtual reality helmut and put it on. Now this. Notvirtual. Real. And the room was different. It felt like another place,warmer, different smells, strange sounds. The clothes were all hand madeand there was not a hint of modernity - possibly another time. But whereand when?It hardly seemed to matter at the moment. Biff pulled off. Stu worked hard to get all the microphones placed just right among the combined orchestra. The only number we practiced was our opening number, and it was brilliant. I told them to relax and allowed the audience to come in and be seated.I wasn’t in a tux -- that would be for LES MISÉRABLES. I did wear nice clothes, with an open collar and a jacket that fit better than before.The audience, with a mix of adults and many students, filled in with help from some teachers to make sure everyone was in. He finds himself looking for a photo to take, but nothing seems quite right. Instead he stops at a Costa Coffee and decides to text William. ‘Did you know Amy has a date tonight?’ He drinks the entire cup without hearing from William, so he decides to call him. ‘Did you know Amy has a date tonight?’ Not bothering to say hello. ‘Yes, I did. In fact, she’s over at Tracy’s right now, borrowing a dress to wear this evening.’ ‘What!’ ‘Good God, John, it sounds like you’re jealous.’ ‘What? No! No, of.