He made appreciative noises, and every joke about a guy going there raced through my mind, and vanished. The only one that made sense was: how does a ...oman hold her liquor (licker)? By the ears. I wanted to pull him harder against me. He was giving me these maddeningly light kisses that tickled and caressed. It was wonderful and frustrating at the same time.Then he pushed his clever little muscle into me, just a quick probing, and I thought I'd melt. The tongue was replaced with a finger, then. "Why don't you tell them the truth," Linda said provocatively."I couldn't do that Miss Linda," I said with emphasis in my voice, "Iwould be terribly ashamed to tell them." You shouldn't really be ashamed," Jennifer said, "there is nothingshameful in what you do. I know it is not conventional but all you reallydo is let your other side, probably your 'real side' to come out tolight."Linda frowned as she spoke again a bit impatiently this time, "Come onyou two, we are not debating philosophically. “Here,” he said, moving her ponytail out of the way, “allow me.” He unclasped the pendant and draped it around her neck and she took his hand, which lingered below her chin, and she held it there for a moment. “Nobody’s ever bought me anything before,” she said, quietly. “They have now.” Cory clasped the necklace together and she turned to face him. “No crying,” he said as he wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. “That make up literally took you three years to do.” He kissed her. I’m Millicent Jamison. Mrs Thimble has arrived for her audition.”“Oh good. My better half is doing the honours. I’m the cameraman this morning. I’d better go and set up the equipment or it’ll me who gets the spanking.” Chuckling at his own joke, Cecil Paradise bustled through into the lounge with his equipment.Millicent returned to the waiting room. “Is the coffee alright, Mrs Thimble.”“Yes, fine, thank you. Please call me Joanne.”“So, Joanne, I am sure they will be ready for you soon. It will.