"I can't leave," said Sam darkly, not admitting that he has intended to"save" himself. "We can't leave, we're trapped here."Sam turned his head away f...om Neil but he could still feel him staringat him. The silence, the sudden truth and revelation stunned them both."What do you mean by trapped?" asked Neil confusedly in a low tone ofvoice."I tried to leave but I couldn?t ? s-something was stopping me. I don?tknow what but it seems impossible to get out of this weird town!"Neil didn?t have to say. ”Stuart muttered something, that could have been about attention being grabbed by her erotically exposed abdomen, her incredible hair, or possibly her tits, or legs. Zann ignored him.“So this is our first concept,” she switched to the first slide. “The shape is distinctive, and we have the contrast between white and brown...” She found a few other things to say, describing the shape and disguising her lack of interest by speaking slowly with a lot of emphasis.She moved on to the one of mine. She's eighteen and has been here about a year. That is the staff." Are they all as beautiful as you?" I asked. "I mean, are they... What I'm saying is..."She interrupted, "Mike, don't ever apologize for telling a woman she's beautiful. She might think you didn't mean it." She took a slow sip of wine, her eyes never leaving mine."I meant it." Thank you. I'll let you decide about the others," she said.I was following Christine around as she talked. On this side of the room, we were looking north. Old Navy.’ ‘If Mr. Baker sees me wearing something with the word ‘Navy’ on it, he’ll probably lose his mind.’ Pat looked at her shoes. When her face came up, it was filled with resolve. ‘Works for me.’ ——— —————– Two hours later . . . ——— —————– Gail had dropped about twenty bucks to the boys to keep their video games playing rolling, but she had FINALLY actually gotten Pat to pick out a few things and Gail had to admit they fit the girl’s personality. Pat wasn’t flashy or sexy . . . well, she.