Chantel, welcome. I am so glad you came." Desiree Needmore slid her boots off the large oak desk, stood, gleaming in gray and silver leather, and offe...ed a gloved hand. "I have a situation." Chantel was dressed in her best interview outfit, at least for what she suspected this occasion would be: Red: A red short skirt, pink stockings, red heels, pink blouse, red leather jacket. And at this moment, she knew that her attire was just what the doctor ordered. She saw Ms. Needmore glance down and. The keys were still in the ignitions, and both cars’ transmissions were still firmly in the drive positions. The now dry residue under each car testified to the fact that whatever had been in the ruined radiators had already evaporated away into nothingness. Rachel dejectedly shrugged her shoulders and climbed back into her truck. She studiously checked her gas gauge once again and seeing that the needle hadn’t budged, she felt herself relax with the realization that gasoline must last longer. She was not local but only lived some twenty miles away in a pretty and delightfully furnished cottage. After a slow start they began to see each other quite often and enjoyed each other's company. A high point was when they went out on the Thames at Pangbourne one Sunday afternoon and laughed themselves silly.She invited him to accompany her to a fashion show in London. He was not sure it was quite his scene and voiced his doubts."Nonsense," she said, "You'll love it. Lots of pretty girls to. It's sure made it bigger," and the others laughed."Well, it gets that way when it's played with. Surely all of you know this by now," I said and there was more laughter."Oh, I have three brothers, I know all about it," Audrey said, "I was always catching one or the other of them. Often wondered if they didn't do it on purpose." Oh, I know my brother did it on purpose. I finally got him to admit it," Marilyn added. "Then he just did it whenever he wanted, like all the time. I kind of enjoyed it,.