‘The bra is showing everywhere.’ ‘Take it off, then, silly! You know you don’t really need it, the vest will give you enough support.’ The s...lution was obvious enough in hindsight I felt like an idiot. I felt cooler already, and without the telltale flashes of fabric under my arms and atop my cleavage, the skimpiness of the vest wasn’t so obvious. ‘You’re right,’ I admitted, ‘that is better. As long as I don’t twist or pop the top button and have a wardrobe malfunction, anyway.’ ‘I’d like to. ’ She held out a hand to shake and I took it, smiling. ‘Are you leaving? I was just about to do the same.’ She smiled shyly and nodded, sending another prickle along my spine. ‘Do you have a ride home?’ ‘No,’ she said, ‘I got a ride here with some friends and they have all gone home. I was going to catch a ride home with one of the cocktail waitresses that lives in the same complex I do.’ ‘I will give you a ride home if you want.’ I offered. She smiled and nodded, saying she would like that. ”. With that, she turned on her heel and made her way out of the church. Father Ikenna stood watching her, mesmerized by her powerful presence and charisma. He spent the evening alone in the rectory wondering if Lady Nwafor was truly repentant about her supposed sins or was simply a plotting temptress sent to test his faith and thought of the old woman ranting on her doorstep.Father Ikenna was right to suspect Lady Nwafor for, though she was a lapsed Catholic and part of her did want to be. "I should be asking you that," Felicity chided me, casting her big brown eyes over my bulk, gazing at where I'd been injured. I smiled as she frowned with annoyance knowing that my injuries were almost gone and there was very little visible evidence of them left. After a moment she gave up and sighed with frustration."Damned you and your super healing process," she cursed in a low voice. I just chuckled and kissed her again."So my sweet," I said to her softly, "how have you been? Did they treat.