I was still in the car when the phone rang. "Sheriff Porter this is Doctor Angela Simmons at the University forensic department. There seems to have b...en a bit of a mix up with our computer department." the female voices said.I put on my sweetest feminine voice to say, "No mistake your computer department head is a dick." I tried to say it nicely while still letting my opinion show. I have his comments on tape and they are not even close to what we signed up for. I have a son of bitch who. I also knew Jeannie wasn't wearing them. Maybe that's what made her exude sex all the time? I didn't know, but I liked it!Jeannie dressed like I usually saw her; some variation on a white or creme-colored blouse, a (usually) dark-colored pencil skirt that stopped well above the knees, stockings, and heels. Today she was white and black; crisp white cotton blouse, black skirt. I could tell again she was wearing something that didn't cover her nipples, and I had watched her attach the taupe. Sean drove and I sat in the back seat so Patrick could sit in the front and the two friends could catch up. I called ahead to the restaurant and placed the order. By the time we got to the restaurant, my perception of Patrick had changed. I found him very charming, he had a great personality and a very good sense of humor that made me giggle or laugh a lot during the car ride. Based more on his personality than his looks, I started to find him more attractive and could see what other women. I’ll share you, but I want to be your number one.”Traci took me to a salon, where they trimmed my hair and cleaned up what Traci had done last night. By the time they were done, my hair looked beautiful and made me feel more feminine. Then she took me for a manicure and pedicure where I got finger and toe nails painted. Traci chose a more subdued color for my nails.She said I needed makeup of my own, in my colors and took me to get some. The woman there helped me select colors that would be.