I check the driveway. I look over the neighbor's house. The lights are all off over there. So they didn't see anything. I hear a car door. I wait for ... minute hiding behind the bushes. I watch the car go past. It's the neighbor from across the street. I walk back into the house and the cat is standing by the door. "What!" I say and before she can walk off I go back into the bedroom. I walk into my closet. I look around and decide to pick out something else to wear. I look my clothes over. I. ”“Is that your number…$3600?” Jack asked.“Make it an even four thousand,” Danielle said confidently behind her newly heightened self esteem.“Done!” Jack said. “Four thousand.”He reached into his wallet and pulled out $1000 and slid it across the table. “Here’s a quarter of it now. Give me a phone number where I can reach you in three months.”Danielle wrote down her number and the two had dinner. When they were finished, Jack said he would call her from LA in just about three months.With. The hours I’d spent combing the baregirl bookshops was nothing compared to the hours I spent online and I managed to amass 1000’s and 1000’s of pics of girls from the net. I tended to go to the glamour-type sites, as on the others pics were again far too bare for me. I was on a site, trying to get whatever free pics I could, when I saw Her. It was the early 2000’s, nearly 20 years since I first saw Miss Donna in Escort. Obviously it couldn’t be Her, She was too young-looking. But the similarity. Girls like this didn’t let their beauty soften. They’d been so concerned with appearance in high school and that kind of thing didn’t just stop after graduation. Take Morgan. Lily was impressed by the vintage ’40s look she’d created, it was Katy Perry complete, from the glamour of her wavy, golden hair to the open-toed Seymour Troy Troylings. Even her black dress, while considerably shorter than anything from the actual ’40s, had broad, padded shoulders and a cut that emphasized her hourglass.