”She walked to the cab of the van stark naked with Jared, thinking to hell with the smokers’ cat-calls. They could watch all they liked—she’d ...eased to care. “You better do that drawing,” she told him in her moment of exhibitionist bravado.“You want your tour van adventure shared with the world?”“Fuck, yeah. So long as my name’s not attached.”“All my cartoon girls stay anonymous,” he assured, supporting her nude form as they climbed back into the van. “My web designer’s gonna kick my ass if I. The opposite way. He turned for a second look. She was perfect. The imagesflooded his head. He had to have her. He might never see her again. He walkedright towards her, forgetting that there was such a thing as traffic.She glanced, noticing a figure approaching from the side. She looked strait at him.Her eyes met his. He stopped, just so he could stare back.But her face started to turn worried; she looked as if shewanted to reach for him,But this gazing trance slowed his reflexes.But just for. I had no idea what women did at a salon. "Umm, I'd like amakeover, and could I get my hair cut and styled? I was thinkingsomething a little shorter." "If that's what you'd like. Would you like a manicure and pedicure whileyou're at it?" I hadn't thought of that, but looking at my hands with their shortbitten nails, I nodded my head yes. "Ok, sweetie, come with me. I'm Helen. What's your name?" I followed her. "Brenda." She led me to a stylist who looked to be about twenty-five, oriental,and. Jada saw Carla eyeingMadison’s gun wistfully and Jada looked Carla in the eyes requesting a lock, and for an instant one formed. Carla had previously told Jada about being a U.S. Marine, and her desire for a gun was so pure and appropriate that Jada make a snap decision. “Yes, of course you should have it,” Jada thought within the link.Carla’s head snapped back in a hiccup so large she almost vomited. She stood for a moment gasping for breath and looking very confused. Jada turned to Tom and.