Liz: Bec: I have stuff to tell you about last night and this morning.Liz: What?Bec: It’s complicated. Better if I tell you next time I see you.Liz: ...kay. Tell me tomorrow.Bec: Don’t let me forget to tell you.Liz: No problem. Are you ready for tomorrow?Bec: Mostly. I should get that dress from Tara now before her friends turn up.Liz: Poor you. Having The Gang inside your house for the whole night.Bec: If I leave them alone, they’ll leave me alone – mostly.Bec: What about you? Are you ready?Liz:. I told them that I wouldn’t and showed them the telegram. They were all sad at my news but went out any way. March 17th. Went to work but my supervisor (Mrs. Jennings) told me to go home for the day. I would have preferred to stay but I can understand because I kept crying. Went home and washed my clothes. Call Mum and Dad and told them about Bert, they were sad for me and said that they would go and talk to the Johnsons. This afternoon I caught the tram to Bondi and walked along the beach,. He’d freak out, of course. So would Shannon. And then I’d “lose control” and start bouncing around, and the adults would notice and I’d say something like, “It feels so good I just couldn’t wait!”I was thinking about the holes in that idea, and trying to refine it to something actually workable when we got home.We loaded and then unloaded the truck in silence, moving the hay bales from the truck to that area in the middle of the barn aisle and stacking them against the stalls. The bed on which. Then she drifted off. She was not paying attention as the doctor began to explain what it was he wanted the girls to do. Not that she would understand much of what he was saying.Not anymore anyway.She was brought back by Cunt tapping her shoulder. "Hey you gotta, like, dance and stuff to keep them happy, girl."A new excitement flushed Fredi.She clapped her hands and squealed. The thought of finally using her dancing skills aroused every cell in her new body. She knew she was great at it. Of.