The noise grew a little louder so I parted the bushes where the sound was coming from. There in front of me, was a shocking, but beautiful sight.There...was the girl that my eyes had been stalking all night, on the grass in a small clearing in the thick bushes. She was laying flat on her back with her legs stretched straight out. Her eyes were closed. Sweat was dripping down her forehead. She had one arm folded behind her head and the other one inside her dress, moving up and down furiously on. ”He visibly shuddered and then continued, “I can’t tell you anything else or he will do everything that he promised to do to me and my family.” He shuddered again and said in a very shaky voice, “Even if I could trust you, he would find out I told you. He has operatives everywhere. You can trust no one.”He stopped, looked over at the door for a moment as if listening carefully, then he smiled at me. It was a very strange smile. “But,” he said slowly and very softly, “if you were to use that. "Fortunately, we don't have to teach you to walk in heels," Marlene chuckled, "although that might be fun. Walk for me." Lou moved around as best he could in the small room. "Let it sway some," Marlene directed. "Let's take it out in the hall." Is that safe?" Lou asked.The girls shared a glance. "It's safe," Marlene told him.In the hall, Marlene and Emmylou critiqued his walk, "Let it sway some, Hon. Rock your hips -- that's a girl..." Marlene turned to Emmylou, "What do you think?" I've seen. Shelooked at herself in the mirror, red shirt and white top with red shoes andwhite socks to match. She sighed softly and left her room. The day passed slowly and yet far too quickly asfar as she was concerned. She had made an effort to act normally, but she couldfeel her slightly quicker heartbeat and the shallow pace of her breathing allday long. She could not stop thinking about Mr. Starkov and, to her surprise,Ms. Whelan. By the end of the day she was so nervous that she asked Ms. Whelanif.