"So, like, what's this," I asked."Oh, just a little surprise for you," and she giggled a little. So Iopened the box and it was another bra - it was ta... and looked kinda likemy other bras - till I held it up and saw that it had a hole in each cupwhere my nipples would be."Like, what's the point of having holes in it?" I asked."Try it on and I think you'll get the idea."So I pulled it on and adjusted it till it fit and it didn't feel, like,any different than my regular bras - well, except that. Private Guy himself was going to share some of his private life with the girls and me. We followed him to his place where we met the very attractive Nadia, and enjoyed an evening with them.The girls were talking at home later about how difficult it must be for Loney to have a home in California, but play ball in Tampa. He travels all the time, of course, so he goes back and forth often.I was up at my usual early hour and running the beach by six thirty. We had time to cook in the kitchen when I. You must finish... my journal... Jones never knew I still had it... you must get it to the public and... oww it hurts... make sure no one else... su... ff... er... sssssss." FRANKWhat could I do, he was my friend for 3 months. I had to continue his quest, besides the fact that I had my own motives for revenge.I sat there in the cell and watched my friend suffer in pain. He rolled around like a squealing pig. He grabbed his stomach and suddenly began to shake violently. I knew that Jones would. Was that because her skirt was loose enough to hide it, or should I fantasize that beneath her skirt there was nothing except woman? As she completed her circle, our eyes passed each other but hers neither slowed nor stopped. It was as though I didn't exist, but was it John Paul Jones who said, 'I have not yet begun to fight?'She tossed her full head of hair, as though to keep it out of her eyes. Natural blonde, I was sure, yet not so sure. With her legs spread before me, welcoming me, would I.