”“I can’t walk the streets without any clothes?” she exclaimed.“Don’t see why not,” he replied, “You looked pretty ugly, freaky and we...rd when you walked in here, nothing much different now really.”“Look,” Miss Chambers suggested, “let me fix your hair and we’ll find you a real nice outfit and then you can go home, Ok?”Janie didn’t really have much choice, “Ok,” she agreed.Miss chambers cut the remaining centre strip of hair so it stood up and started to work dye into it, blue, red, yellow,. ................, and we were climbing, and then another climb and later....we were looking down at where the lake went back between two granite outcrops, no more than twenty feet wide. Four hundred yards again, we could see metal doors, like garage doors, backed up into the granite and around them, a facing of limestone boulders, each about head-sized."Okay, baby, that's the boathouse, this is so cool, there is a door in there, and we need the flashlight, and then there is this massive. ‘Room 1285. I have a present for you.’ I find the room, the Do Not Disturb proudly placed on the door handle and annotated with '...under any fucking circumstance!' and knock.You open the door, not showing yourself. The lights are dim, the music is low and bass-driven. You are in your finest AP lingerie. We say hi and embrace. I kiss you deeply, enough to convey that I have been dying to see you for as long as I can remember. Something is different, though. You taste different. It's a mix of. The perfect look for a sixth grade school teacher, but not something that would make men want her. And Kathleen wanted them to want her - she needed them to want her - not that she would ever let one of them gave her. She loved Rick and she would never betray him, but that didn't mean that she couldn't tease a bit.As was their usual Saturday morning routine Rick had gone to his standing Saturday morning golf date and she used that morning to do her shopping. But that Saturday she had modified.