“But ... you want me to ... in front of everyone... ?”“That’s right, Harold! You know what the alternative is!” The beefy man smiles and the... steps back offstage.Daunted, Harold moves to look carefully at the slimmest female’s body. This could be his sister Petra, maybe, he thinks, but her skin is too tanned. In fact, as he moves to the next one he notices that they are all similarly tanned. His family wears conservative clothing, so this all-over tan doesn’t make sense to him.“Harold’s gonna. “Okay, well we’re pretty much the same size, so chose from my clothes for today. Give me an idea of what you like,” I offered.Sam chose a pair of stretchy leggings and a loose blouse, adding a pair of canvas sneakers, and we headed downstairs and out into a bright, sunny day.The mall was big but, being a weekday, quiet and we could browse at our leisure. First stop was my hairdressers who said they could fit Sam in later in the day.“So, let’s start with undies and work outwards. Mum always says. ‘If you need a drink, there’s a glass of water on the coffee table.’ ‘Wh-where?’ Embarrassed he’d known she’d be thirsty, she turned her head towards the sound of his voice, at last managing to make out the outline of the settee. ‘Here.’ Matt’s hand touched her arm, then she felt the cool glass against her palm. ‘Thanks.’ She downed several large gulps of water, then fumbled to relocate the coffee table. Again Matt’s fingers connected with hers, taking the glass. How on earth could he see. Don't go anywhere," Nadil said and took off running back the way we had come.Stepping to the corner, I started to put my hand back around to fire when I noticed the hallway getting brighter so I stepped back from the corner as the flames burst around it again."SHIT!" I screamed,"What's the matter, you degenerate? To hot for you?" came the taunting voice and then laughter.With a grin, a saying came to mind and I shouted back, "Laugh it up, fuzzball." What is a fuzzball?" came the reply from the.