"We'll use better nails and paint them." Tiffany began to pulloff the stick-ons. "You did well with these. A couple are loose but allstill in place. W...'re going to cement the new ones. They won't come offwithout solvent."Tracy removed all the stick-ons, shaped, filed and glued on nails withoval tips. She used cotton balls to separate the fingers and paintedthem a bright fire engine red. She repeated this process on the otherhand finishing with a second layer of paint. Carla admired her long. The crowd mostly didn’t notice or care, but I did. And our 90 days of hell on the road began… and it was definitely hell. Our playing was so obviously disjointed the first few weeks that we were almost fired and very nearly released from our contract to be the opening act for this tour. The only thing that saved us was the promoter couldn’t find anyone else to replace us on such short notice and we had already received substantial non-refundable advances. Thus we kept our jobs, but barely. . " Of course I do. Can we talk?" I'd like that. Come on over."Brad ran over to his old apartment and knocked on the door. He heard,"Come in."He went inside and called out, "Julie?" I'm in the bathroom." Okay, I'll wait."After a few minutes, he heard, "Damn it!" What's wrong?" It's this body of yours. Every time I think of my body, particularlynaked, this... thing between your legs becomes hard as a rock."Brad stifled a giggle. "Welcome to my world. You always were the hottestthing I'd ever. "Well, you don't say no to that, at least I didn't, not with a mind softened by good liquor and pounding music. In minutes I was gone from the party, following her into her rather imposing black Escalade. Her music pounded and my eyes were on her for the duration of the short trip.Upon entering her large home, set back from the street and accessed via a rambling pathway through the heavily wooded front yard, I wondered if she'd offer me a drink, or spend some time in the living room. She,.