..undressed. I bit my lip and strangled a desperate moan. In the back of my mind was the ticking clock, the passing of time, the impatient tone in Dan...'s voice. If I hesitate, I reprimanded, I'll never know... I gritted my teeth and straightened my spine, hoping to bolster my resolve. I picked the best placement of hand grips I could find and turned for the hallway. Passing the kitchen I stopped, remembering the phone. No pockets. I'd have to carry it, struggling to decide which hand could. She was wearing a cerise satin blouse under the jacket and gold jewellery glittered on her neck, ears, wrists and fingers. Her makeup was heavy; lots of black eyeliner and mascara, ruby-red lipstick to match her nailpolish, rouged cheeks and lots of eyeshadow. She wore killer white four-inch high-heels.The party lights emphasised the red highlights in her lustrous black bob. Mom was drunk again but she was behaving herself; well sort of. She was teasing the fat old guy who was dancing with her;. ’ 20 mins later we were at my apt. My rich dad insisted I lived off campus, which is a source of some discomfort, knowing most of my friends had to have instant noodles every night. Danielle had suggested going a club, but my mind was still focused on nailing the midterm. She gave a little snort when I said, ‘hey, you need the study time more than I do, remember?!’ Lordy, she was so sexy when she pouted! We picked up a few Coronas from the corner store and agreed to give it another go. . So i have an idea, Tim. Bear with me, itmay seem unusual at first." I laid out my idea to him. To say he wasshocked was no surprise."No way Diane! No way! You seriously want me to dress up as a bride sowhen she gets back i will be showing empathy for her? That wearing adress will make it plain to her that i know what she is going through?That she will definitely go through with the wedding if i do this? Areyou nuts? I've never worn a dress before and i don't intend to now!" Tim, let me make it.