" Those boring things. C'mon, you can try on some of my stuff instead of all those stuffy things you have. Live a little." I am not making myself a ...pectacle for everyone to look at again tonight." I've never seen you make yourself look like a spectacle." I'll handle it ... what time we leaving." Around 8." All right," Shannon smiled. "I'll be ready by then."She frowned at the hair spray bottle in her hand and the clothes she'd laid out for tonight. She was not going all out again. . I didn't know where this was going but I told her. Shereplied that she bet I could fit into her heels if I wanted to try themon.I had no idea why, maybe it was the small amount of beer I had earlier(though I was far from being drunk) but she leaned down and removed myshoes. She then got up left briefly and came back with a pair of anklesox that she put on my feet. I was a little confused when I looked downto see women's ankle sox with ruffles. Marianna then grabbed one of herpumps and. Long and straight and jet black. Her eyes, when I could see them, were ice blue and very striking against her cocoa-colored skin. She wouldn't look at me, however, at least not in the eye. The level of her gaze never got much above my belt buckle. Or much below it, either. As Carole and I stood by the door out of the way, Lisa toured the room, followed by the girl I had now identified as Barbara.I leaned over to Carole and whispered, "Let me guess. She has a boyfriend, too. Right?"Carole. ’ He instructed as he took hold of her pants. His intention was clear, he was going to pull them down. Sandra wondered desperately what she should do. How could she lift her hips, and allow this man, this stranger to strip her naked? But what if she resisted, would she be punished? What might they do to her? To the young girl it seemed like an eternity as thoughts raced in her mind, what she might do to escape, what they might do to stop her, what she could say to the police, what she might.