”“Oh, okay,” I said.I was still so bemused by how my antics had dominated the world for the last five days. It was the Thursday after the Husky ...ame, and every pundit on every news show was talking about it. Almost every YouTube channel from fashion to gossip to actual news commentators had to throw in their two cents in. I was a hero. A harlot. Empowered. Depraved. Amazing. Disgusting. I was corrupting America.I was setting it free.I was so overwhelmed. I had to shut down all my social media. Until then, on the long climb up the hill and laying the blankets out to sit, Helen hadn't turned her attention away from what was right next to her. When she looked she realized she was atop a hill and she was looking out on miles and miles of moon-silvered hills. Under the moonlight there was no indication man had been here. In the daylight the gently rolling hills had been broken here and there with outcrops of harsh black, crumbling stone. Now the moon had softened even the stone into a. As I looked at theoutfit a state of panic set in and I decided it was time to call an endto my foray into modelling. Turning to walk away I found myself face toface with Andr?. "Where are you going pretty girl?" he said whilst gentlytouching my cheek."I'm um not sure this is for me," I mumbled trying not to look him in theeyes."Trust me it's going to be just right my pretty girl," he whispered andsuddenly I knew I had to please him. I picked up the babydoll and pulledit over my head before. Fortunately for the both of us, the two dogs had finally defeated their opponents and charged to our rescue. The dogs made short work of that pesky octopus, and both Linda and I were grateful.Eve and I were very happy to get home safely. We were both disturbed by the ferocity of the attack by the octopuses. There sure was a difference between knowing intellectually about what might happen and actually experiencing it.I started thinking what kind of weapon I could add to my arsenal to fight.