Cheryl slowly withdrew her hand and almost trance-like, began to pull her vest-top up. (Jennifer actually felt a little like the devil, having won ove... Cheryl’s soul.) Cheryl hesitated for a moment as if she was going to leave her top to rest as Jennifer’s did, but then decided to pull it right up over her head and cast it down on the floor beside her (it was different to Jennifer’s, it was white and a little more loosely fitting). Jennifer smiled softly and her eyes narrowed a little as she. Andwhen Mom was done my thinner, arched eyebrows really did look a lotcuter. But I really hope that they don't grow back fast so that I haveto have them plucked again very soon. With the eye shadow, and eyeliner,and mascara, and cheek blush, and lip gloss that I put on after everyshower, I think that I look really nice these days.My jogging, and dieting, and sunning by the pool were beginning to showsome results toward the end of summer. I'd lost about twenty five poundsand looked to be in a. I'd left it all behind. No more comfortable drunken nights with theinternet, reading stories of improbable transformations, chatting with theothers who'd liked them... Here I am, walking down the high street of a new city, carrying everything Iowned on my shoulders... My bass guitar, sketchbooks, and far too manyclothes...So, I guess, about now, you're asking 'why'? Well, it wasn't anythingdramatic. Not a huge argument with my parents, not a fight with an ex-partner... no, it was nothing more. It seemed forever until the first of the fire trucks and the rescue truck arrived from Comox. Then the backup from Courtenay arrived. They were quick to get us into the rescue truck before we were hypothermic and within a few minutes an ambulance arrived. They provided us with some wool socks and blankets to keep us warm while the firemen fought the blaze. It looked like a lost cause to me. I wondered as I held Dory in my arms what else could go wrong for us.A fireman walked up to the ambulance.