I agreed and Meg went to work on my hair. She wanted to do the doo all herself. An hour later we were sitting with my hair rolled with all kinds of li...tle sponges and clips, all new to me. I never fussed that much. When I grew it out, natural bob and curl made it look nice, at least to me, and of course to Bill.Meg had come prepared with a hard bonnet hair dryer and all. While I sat under the heat I wondered what I had gotten myself into. The dryer was fairly quiet and we chatted while my hair. Lodge. When can I start?" Betty responded excitedly."That's my girl. I knew that this would cheer you up," chipped in Mr. Lodge. "Mind you, there are a lot of animals," he feigned a hesitant thought."Yes, that is true," Betty agreed."Maybe one of your other friends would be interested in helping you. Ethel, Cricket or maybe that other girl... Midge," he suggested."I think Midge might be available. Her boyfriend, Moose, is out of town for the summer also," Betty agreed."Fine, fine. You take care. "Well I have no other choice, " I heard him say. "Come here, remove your skirt, pull down your knickers and bend over the end of the desk!" "Please don't!" Mum said. "I promise it won't happen again." So far it's only six, but one more word and it will be twelve." I wondered what the hell they were talking about.I heard shuffling and then a swishing sound, followed by another. I still hadn't figured out what was about to happen until he said, "Now bend over!" Suddenly I heard that same. That meant having no privacy at all. Not that she needed it. If anything it was Twila and Josh who needed the privacy. She knew they were doing it together. She could tell by the way they talked, and touched each other. They pretended like everything was just friends, but Misty knew they were humping like bunnies behind her back. “Conferences”, they called it.Yeah ... right.What was done was done, though. She went to her case and pulled out her guitar. It had pickups on it, but could also be.