I’m not considered a beautiful girl, a fact made obvious by the number of boyfriends who have passed through my life…exactly three. I have been c...lled pretty, and worse yet, smart. My hair is probably my claim to fame, long and shiny the color of honey- or so I have been told. I spent most of my high school years in front of my bedroom mirror pumping my arms back and forth. My high school mantra was “I must, I must, I must increase my bust.” I have always been on the thin side. What I lack in. “And where have been, Missy,” she demanded.Jayne could only bow her head and offer an apology.“Sorry, Elaine – I mean Mistress Elaine – the traffic was bad.”“I’ve heard that one before. Now go and get changed out of that Chanel suit and into something less sensible. Time is money and I really don’t want to have to whip it out of your pay cheque.”Jayne spun on her heels and clattered upstairs.Elaine was already in her work clothes: leather corset cinched tight, a tight black leather skirt,. Growing up where we did, there were always rocks and sand around the bases. It’s actually just one huge scar.”“Damn,” Liz said. She put her hands on my hips and motioned for me to turn. I did and let her inspect the merchandise. “Do you mind if we turn on the lights?”I didn’t care in the slightest but she hadn’t reached for the switch (and she’d shown no problem with taking over the rest of my abode) so I thought she might prefer them off. I took a few steps and hit the switch. I found I wasn’t. Stan took it and put it similarly on Anne’s fingertip. ‘You, my beautiful darling, are equally my wife. Always will be,’ he told her, as they looked at each other, love in their shining eyes. On Anne’s finger the rings were now platinum and red-gold. Elaine cued up another track and turned up the volume. Carole King’s immortal voice sounded out: ‘Wanting you the way I do I only want to be with you And I would go to the ends of the earth Cause, darling, to me that’s you’re worth Where you lead,.