"I think you tried your best to sex me up yesterday. Tell you what Alice, if you can do a sexier strip tomorrow that will prove you were not trying yo...r best to turn me on. However if your strip tomorrow is no better than your strip today that will prove that I am right and you did your best to turn me on." OK, I'll do it but you have to promise me you won't ask me to do anything else, and you will leave me alone after that." It's a promise."The following morning about the same time I returned. He walked by another stone statue, a figure of a robed woman. He came to an abrupt stop. He hadn’t noticed anyone else close by, but just a few feet ahead there was a girl sitting on a stone bench, crying quietly into her hands. The first thing Wes noticed about her was her clothes. She was wearing a long, flowing dress that went all the way to her feet, which were just barely popping out from underneath it. Her brown hair was piled on top of her head in a fancy do. Wes debated for a minute. ..- Et ? la fin tu m'as suppli? de te dire ce que tu devais faire.- C'est vrai...- Tu vois, tu t'es retrouv? dans la m?me position que Hugo, ? pr?f?rerob?ir que de prendre des d?cisions.- Oui Margaux...- Alors tu ne pr?f?rerais pas qu'au lieu de t'envoyer cavaler danstoute la maison, je te traite comme un b?b?? Tu n'aurais plus rien ?faire et tu aurais droit ? plus de bisous...- Ben... Si, s?rement...- Sinon, on peut aussi redevenir comme avant. On sera copain et je telaisserai me faire des. I needed to move because... because of... personal reasons," I said, lamely."Ah, I see," Laurie said. Her eyes flickered downwards towards my left hand, which was resting on top of my backpack. If I hadn't been watching her eyes so closely, I might have missed it.The awkward silence that followed was broken by the electronic voice over the speakers. "Dunwoody, next stop. Doors open to your right. Dunwoody, next." My stop," Laurie said, nodding towards the exit doors. She gathered up her.