“Sit with me on the sofa. We will enjoy the spectacle of these two whores fighting to avoid the punishment. They are friends but Balkan friends are ...ever to be trusted.” Inwardly I groaned at her crass stupidity but I nodded in agreement. I had a part to play after all. We sat and Alexandra motioned for them to begin, her hand clutching my thigh through the silk of my dress. The women circled each other warily. I had no idea whether they had fought before but they had the look of combatants.. She still had on her school clothes. She wore a loose fitting white blouse with a small tie at the neck. The uniform skirt for her school was red and green plaid. The hem of the skirt stopped a good six inches from the teenager's knees. Quite the pretty girl, Joe though to himself.George started talking again. "See Mr. Bark, when you have a pretty young girl like this in your care you has got to provide discipline or she will become a very bad girl. Right Pearl?"Pearl was looking down at her. It was a skylight more than an actual window, letting in light but not good for seeing out. The night sky, alight with stars, offered the only contrast from the dark shadows of Diane’s cell.Observing the window, Diane noticed a dial at its base. If necessary, this window could have been opened using a large extendable pole that connected with this dial to open it. Someone would have been standing on the ground with this pole in hand, slowly turning the dial until the window opened. However,. Her nipples were noticeable though not obvious. Of course, I had been feeling them poking holes in my chest all afternoon."I would have to see pictures to even start to believe that. I understand your perception but I look at the current situation and have real difficulty believing it. Anyway, you said, 'originally.' What changed?" Yes, originally. As time went on, a girl my age who was beautiful became my friend. We listened to each other as we learned about Jesus and became friends. I found,.