He was wrong. As they ran into Sally's friends, they joined them in the shopping trek. Soon there was a small mob of teenagers, mostly girls, drifting...from store to store. They were chattering like a bunch of magpies. It was mid-afternoon when Sally finally said, “Billy, I'm a little tired. Can we go somewhere else so I can rest my legs?” “Sure, Baby. I've got just the place. Let's go.” They stopped at a drive-in restaurant for burgers and fries. They were nearly finished eating when Sally. This isDaisy; she will be your ladies maid for the weekend. Don't worry, shedoes this at all the Carstairs functions and is really very skilled; youare in excellent hands." Pleased to meet you my lady," said Daisy giving a little bob. "Pleasecome with me and I'll get you dressed for your lunch." A very dazedlooking Tony followed Daisy out of the room, much to the amusement ofJenny and Marsha. Daisy took Tony into an adjoining room which containeda bed that was covered in ladies clothing. Daisy. Really wanting to see her in them (I had not seen her in Sam & Libbys up to this point in time). I remember saying something like “those look super cute on chicks”. Now wanting to please she slipped into her Sam & Libby flats and off we went that night, so much fun! What struck me during that initial encounter with them was they were worn-in so at some point she liked wearing them I thought to myself… Her story why she didn’t wear them to school was they were her church shoes.Over the course of. Panicking, she reached up to grab the wrists of the unknownattacker. His grip was like iron. Without any leverage, she was unable to stopthe straps being buckled tightly behind her head. Catching a glimpse of a black balaklava as she fought to break free, she felt her armstwisted up behind her back and lashed together. In a matter of moments she?dgone from a sophisticated secretary to a helpless heroine, just like in herstories!?As the inevitable blindfold cut off hersight, the thought flashed.