How can she look so feminine in just a pink sweater, white slacks and high- heels? And she has no makeup on except for her blood red lips! I decide it...is the confidence she radiates."Well, aren't you going to invite me in Bob?" She says, the ends of her lips curled up in that way that make you feel that she is looking into your soul and extracted your innermost secrets."Sure, come in Susan, don't mind the place, I haven't started my Saturday morning cleanup yet." Although Susan and I are not. Jina also gained new confidence in her self and would actually strut down the street with Lisa and Lee, all showing off their scantily clad bodies. I wondered what men thought when they saw them. The area where we lived was not far from the multitude of GI sported nightclubs and titty bars. I sometimes saw men giving Jina second looks whenever we walked around the neighborhood. The thought of their dirty thoughts made me fantasize. For a short while, I really felt Jina and I were a perfect. "This is what's going on." What is it?" It's..." she trailed off in a mumble, and Hope grabbed the book from her, tossing it across to him."Body Optimise?" he flipped a few pages open, reading recipes and food-lists."It's a diet." Shawna finally muttered, the grin long-gone."Right..." he closed the book, looking confused. "So... that still doesn't explain what was going on when I came in, and now I don't understand why you're upset now?" Just forget it Marcus." Shawna snatched the book back and. As I stepped down the stairs, I saw a sea of candles! They were everywhere, flickering away in glasses and jars. I stepped cautiously onto the basement floor into the semi-darkness of the room. I saw constant movement but it took a good thirty seconds until my eyes adjusted to the dim light. I walked carefully around, searching for familiar faces but mostly I saw veiled heads. Suddenly a flashlight lit up under the Connie’s chin and she barked out, “Belly up to the Barmaid ladies, we’ve got.