This floppy-haired chancer was chatting away as if this was nothing extraordinary. We got to the block of flats where Cate lived and he got out of the...cab after me. I asked him what he was doing and he said that as he was paying my fare the least I could do was to invite him up for a while. Suddenly Paul the porter was there. Cate had introduced me to Paul when we first got there. He asked me if I was alright and did I need any help. The Hooray-Henry answered before I could and said that I had. .. and what’s more I can prove it! Turn round and face away from the table.” “No, I don’t trust you, what are you going to do?” “Just do it and you’ll see.” Jane looked a little nervous not sure what I had in mind but slowly turned to face outwards from the table so she now facing everyone in the bar. She gave me a puzzled look but I said nothing, just smiled and produced from my pocket a small whistle. Raising it to my lips I blew on it once, then suddenly felt daring and blew on it again. ”“I don’t consider them extraordinary. They make me extremely self conscious.” Like now, she thought disjointedly. “I’m very careful what I wear, even around the house.” She cut her eyes to her brother and back. “I don’t like being topless with anyone, even other girls. That’s hard to manage, though, with gym.” Was her face red as it felt?“I wear special pads inside my bras to keep them from showing through. My nipples, I mean. They’re very pointy.”If nick had shown her pictures around, she’d. Being one who never took off his shirt he wished he could wear the one piece suits he saw girls in. He even wondered what it would be like to wear a bikini. When he reached the pier's shops he notice one not there before. The sign said SPELLS-R-US."Curious." he thought. "I didn't know the town had a magic shop."The door opened with a little bell going off. There behind the counter was awrinkled old man in a long blue robe starring at him. "Chris." The old man said. "Been waiting for you." how.