"A case of Scotch?" A bet!" Willie grinned, gulping straight whiskey and wiping the dribblings from his chin with the back of his free hand.Mavis slip...ed away from them, suddenly wondering where Ben Glover, the grayish, haggard man with the lecherous eves, was. A chill shivered through her. He must still be about. He was the one she would have to avoid encountering: he wanted her! His eyes, earlier had, unmistakably, told her that!Lights in the dining room had been doused but there was a table. Then Lori passed into puberty, had her first period, began to develop (explaining the loose fitting clothes her mother bought her), filled out her clothes now, and her appearance matured into a comely little teen. None of these developments would have been a problem until she met Nate. Nate was a jock, somewhat muscular because of the wrestling team, and his hormones sent messages to Lori's ... which responded in kind.Before Will knew what hit him, he was yesterday's news! That little so-and-so. " What?" she asked wonderingly and sweetly."Will you go to prom with me?"She smiled, and stopped, slipping her arms up around his neck, and kissing him softly on the lips. "Yes."Prom night.They had spent the whole day perfecting themselves. Facials, manicures, pedicures, and fresh hair cuts and blow dries by their respective stylists at Frederic Fekkai. They had all dressed at Emma's house, while their parents all drank martinis with Emma's parents in the living room, waiting to take pictures.. She looked quite happy, too. He said we were expected in the breakfast room in half an hour. Mary Louise lifted her eyebrows and looked at me as if I’d just won the pools. Molineux said Janine would come and dress me, as my own clothes were not suitable and that he’d like me to put in the Ben-Wa balls again. Phew. He grinned at us and left us. I asked Mary Louise who Janine was, and she said she was my Lady’s Maid. Is that in capitals? I’m not sure. So this weekend I had my own Lady’s.