He greeted me and says he is the new store manager and that he will be happy to assist me in any way. I introduce myself and tell him that I’m looki...g for something to go with the dress I had on to wear to a party. He agreed that the shoes I had on were nice…but not quite right for the black dress I was wearing. We make small talk as I wander around the store collecting shoes to try on. I can feel his eyes on me the entire time. I give Peter the shoes I want to try on and he excuses himself to. “Well I thought we could be friends, and then some of the other girls will want to talk to me. I just want to fit in and I know you could help me.” “Well, what are you willing to do to fit in?” asks Caitlin slyly. “Anything really, will you help me?” “Ok, I will help. But come to my house tomorrow night and I will formally induct you into our group, however, I hope you mean that you are willing to do anything,” says Caitlin, and she sweeps off with her friends, deep in discussion; leaving Megan. One week later, on a Saturday night, I was drinking in my flat and was watching movie on laptop, when someone knocked the door, I went and it was her, she was standing there in nighty and I was lost in her beauty, and suddenly she caught me and said her wifi is not working and if I can help her, I said sure, she took to me her flat and I enquired about the router, I fixed the configuration settings, and meanwhile she brought coffee for me, I said thanx. She started the conversation.She- thank. ”“It happens,” Liz said with a shrug. “Look, I’m the celebrity. To these people ... and I want you to understand that I don’t think this way ... to these people, you’re an accessory. You’re like a handbag or a pair of shoes. Yes, they’ll notice if it doesn’t match my outfit. But, well, they’re here to see me. If your butt itches, scratch it. But don’t pick your nose if you plan to hold my hand anytime soon.”It was my turn to laugh.“What’s that saying? You can pick your friends; you can pick.