The outfits each girl would wear were neatly hung in her space and papertags pinned to each plastic bag identified both the category that thefashion w...s included in and the order in which they would be worn. Notevery girl would wear an outfit from each category. Each girl should haveat least one pair of nude pantyhose and her heels to wear with theoutfits. Black heels were acceptable to be worn. Some of the girlsnodded and whispered that having extra pantyhose was always considered tobe a. I Put on a pair of cut offs and my bikini top. I grabbed a towel and my travel kit out of my bag. With one final yawn, I pulled back my partition and promptly ran into Mark. “Damn girl, your hair is fucked up,” he stated with a laugh. “I’m sure it is,” I said, instinctively reaching up to run my hand over it. “Is anyone in the shower?” I asked. “Not at the moment, but I would hurry up. I heard Kali saying she was getting ready to take one. You need any help getting to the hard to reach. O.E?" (Google it)"Yes" he said with a smile, "I still have my flat in Baker St"Author's note, (During WW11, the Special Operations Executive took over almost the whole of Baker St in Central London)"You crafty old sod" I laughed, "How much does Laura know?" At the moment, nothing, but I suspect we'll soon be disbanding and then it will be up to you, you can tell her as much or as little as you like"Laura returned then with a huge steak and four eggs followed by Poppy who watched in awe as I. ‘I just signed the divorce papers.’ She didn’t know why she pulled the papers out of her bag and showed them to this strange woman. ‘So...’ Jane shrugged. ‘O dear.’ Angel said. She put her hand on Jane’s thigh and slowly stroke up and down as if she was trying to sooth Jane. ‘So now what?’ She asked. ‘What’s next for this little lady?’ Jane lifted her glass of beer. ‘This.’ She said. Angel started laughing. ‘Fair enough.’ She said. ‘You know what, I’ve got something even better.’ She.