"Isn't thatright, Ottie?" Thank you, madam," Otto replied sounding grateful as he bowed."You, see, Captain Hirschmann," mama explained. "Ottie is even...polite.Hirschmann looked at Otto and said, "Well, keep your filth to yourself." I wouldn't dream of having him bother such a fine officer like you,"she said.I wondered if the captain heard the sarcasm.Since the officer knew mama had been cleared to work on the base, andpapa was a foreman in the slaughterhouse he accepted her story without further. There are only going to be eight women inthe class besides you and me and the class will be at Darlene's dancestudio, not at the college."Jill knew that I couldn't refuse her when she gave me that puppy-dog lookso I reluctantly agreed.The following week Jill and I showed up at the dance studio for our twice-weekly lessons. Jill was dressed in a multi-colored leotard and tights andI was dressed in bike-shorts and a t-shirt. Jill had bought herself a pairof dance slippers while I wore socks and. I was mad at him, and he knew this but I could not do or say anything that would give the game away to his guests. Luckily the tray was a great way of hiding my bulge. Each of them took a glass and I left the bottle on the table and escaped to the kitchen. I was deciding what I could do . I could just get my bag and escape . My car was outside, what do I do. Just then BB walked in. She could see I was in some discomfort, and asked what was wrong. I lifted my dress and sure enough I had about. As I walked passed her, she grabs my arm. "Shay, are you mad at me?" She asked. "No, I am not. But you're still not taking the car." I said as I snatched away from her. Tiffany pinned me against the wall and began tickling me. I laughed and laughed until tears began to roll down my face. She continued to tickle me as she asked me for my keys. I couldn't answer for laughing. I then saw my way clear, so I ran for the door. "Grab her Jay!" Tiffany yelled. Before I knew it Jay had both of my arms.