" Aww that is so sweet. Well girl I got clothes to wash, a refrigeratorto clean, plus try to come up with something that looks like dinnertonight." I'... so glad you came by this morning, it's been awhile since we've hadsome quality girl time." Yes it has, I have to run some errands so hope to see you later."As Liz exited the Simmon's house to cut across the back yard to herhouse she yelled. "You guys have a good time tonight."Later in the evening:For a small city such as Destiny City, the. ”“Ok, I’ll quick change and be down.”After a minute she was back downstairs looking stunning in a plaid skirt with white leggings, a plain white button up long sleeve shirt and red heels. She looked more like slutty catholic school girl than anything but I didn’t have time to tell her that she should probably change. I had already started my Mustang while she was changing to take off the morning chill. We rushed out to the car and started the 30 minute drive to school. I could see her. She met her friend, Stephen at a service station. Where he told her he had something really special for her to watch, hinting about some real live action. They drove for around forty five minutes, finally arriving outside a standard looking house that would not have stood out anywhere in England. Rosey still had no idea what was in store for her, as they entered the house.No sooner had they arrived than Rosey had to excuse herself as she needed to visit the bathroom, she was dressed in a tea. All too soon, the trumpet players drew their horns like swords and the Dayton Hillbilly Marching Band from Dayton Ridge, Texas slipped into the drum feature as snare, tenor, and bass crashed in their syncopated rhythm with the castanets clicking loudly. Then there was complete silence as Tuna Bell, stepped forward and placed her heavy-duty swivel stool on the ground, sat down and began her washboard serenade. In what seemed like only a moment, the entire twenty seven minute serenade flashed.