What worried her was that the man had long blondehair and he wore a dress. They all did. Was this what was to become ofher husband? She had to get him...out of here.The first store that they approached was a barber shop. Like all theother shops this one was owned by a woman. She wore a white tank topalong with denim jeans. It looked like she worked out a lot as her topshowed off her muscles."Morning Sarah!" Fiona said as they entered. Sarah looked up. "MorningMrs. Masters, Mrs. Rhodes. New. It’s her me alone travelling in my carI asked her about her personal life she said something as usual as girl have affairs but she said her boy friend stay at distance place there no chance to meet him and she is very disappointed for not have him with her in city and she is interested all kinds of shopping’s and other activities which her boy friend not able to do with her so I have decide and planned to debate her with her boyfriend and I don’t want to lose her at any circumstances…I got her. “I can understand your caution. You’re right to be concerned. Here’s my personal phone number,” she said, rattling off a series of numbers. “If you have any issues with him or anyone else from our Agency, I want you to call me immediately. I’ll take care of it.”“Assuming they confess who they work with. Now that you’ve suspended those agents without charging them, there’s nothing stopping them from continuing their efforts.”“If they do, they’ll never work for us again.”“I suspect many of them. With that done, she whisked the dressover her head and handed it to Mary. She just stood there in herpetticoats and camisole smiling and looking every bit like an angel. Shestarted to hook her thumbs onto the top of her petticoats to take themoff, but I quickly stopped her.I asked her if she would leave them on and walk around a bit. Shenodded, looked at Mary, and just continued her smile as she started towalk. Her walk became more of skip, and then a dance. She grabbed theedges of her.