. I had started to wish I had just put on a mini skirt to start with as I was desperate for him to see as much of me as possible, even though we where...in public!We got into the car and i hitched up my skirt to allow me to drive and of course to expose my legs to frank as much as possible,he was making no attempt to hide the fact he was looking at my legs and said..." how do you drive in those heels Anna?"i glanced at him and said it was OK as I was used to wearing heels for work and as i looked. "Manipulative bitch," Denise spoke into her mouth. "You play people to get what you want. I see it all the time at work. In return, they get to bask in your divine presence for a little while. You turn that megawatt smile on them, make their knees weak. Didn't work with me, did it? That had to bug the fuck out of you." "If you want me, you're gonna have learn to be a lot more direct about your desires." She took a step back and reached for the hem of Jacquí's sweatshirt, whipping it over her. We have a basic non-verbal agreement of what will happen. I’m prepared for it. I’ve thought about it a lot before even making real plans to see him. I am mentally and physically prepared for it. I am extremely nervous, though. It doesn’t help that, never having been to his house before, I get lost. I suck at directions, and he gives crappy ones. After twenty minutes, I finally get there. I go inside and we go to his bedroom. I don’t say much and neither does he. He finishes playing a video game. ..or...Toni or I couldhelp her?" I asked Lori."Yes, thank you....I believe I would like to help her." Lori had used "her" inreferring to her son Missy. Hmmmm! Interesting turn of events.Toni and I stood outside and smoked a cigarette and talked about themakeover and how we felt it had been a success. As we walked back in Loriwas escorting Missy back up front. Missy looked a little unsure of herselfin the high heels, but she seemed to improve from the back of the salon tothe front. The beige.