"That had nothing to do with work," she answered. "Except that's where I got the idea." She blushed at some memory. "Nothing happened at work," she re...eated. "But sometimes I watched." she blurted, now turning almost accusing. "You would have watched too. It was exciting!"I thought of my sister now, naked with Chris on the couch, or even wandering around the apartment as she often did, and I knew how Heather felt. Watching two people, man and woman, two women together, or even one woman by. The doctor opened his bag andtook out a small flashlight and a silver tool of somesort that had pliers type handles. I recognized it as aspeculum. He bent over and did a pelvic exam on my sister. Itonly took a few seconds. He stood up and said “I’mconvinced you are, in fact, a virgin. Thank you.”And then he turned around and left. Shawna got up,locked the door, and sat down at the dressing table.Shawna slumped in her chair. “Finally, some quiet time.I’m glad. "I guess I waswrong." She'll be back," I said. "She has to." I don't think she will," said Rick turning to face me again. His blueeyes so warm and trusting moments before cast the vacant look of someonewho has seen their end and accepted it. "This house was hers. It's beenpassed down through her family for generations. We worked on modernizingit together. I guess it belongs to you now. You can do whatever in thehell you want with it, keep it, sell it, burn it down for all I care." I can't. Not boyfriends, brothers, or even fathers. Only bonded furniture movers, escorted, were allowed upstairs, and then on a posted schedule. It was the preferred way to deliver virgins to the altar. Immediately on moving in, Gretchen had fought an undercover war against the principal of virginity. This was, by far, her boldest attack.The hotel's first line of defense was the staff, led by Irina Walker. Gretchen started by attacking the strongest point."Miss Walker. This is Patricia de la Garza..