There was justno getting around the fact that men would be constantly eyeing his femalepersona up one side and down the other. And just the thought of...havingguys according him as a piece of eye-candy unnerved Bill to no end.Somewhere around six weeks after those magical high heels hadmysteriously appeared on his doorsteps, a bad bout of cabin fervor,working in conjunction with his renewed sense of self-confidence, droveBill to make a monumental decision. Though it took a lot of soulsearching. "Mavis, will you think I'm awful if I invite you into my bedroom?"Mavis's extraordinary eyes were glowing. "Better than doing it standing up," she said.Laura put one arm around her neck and they walked to the bedroom. There Laura quickly shed her skirt and skimmed off her panties, while Mavis slipped out of her jeans."Let me take your panties off," Laura murmured, touching her naked shoulder."Why?" Mavis squinted."Because I want to." You like my body?" I want to eat you alive."Mavis looked down. That's a big step. Any talk of weddings?"Annie looked horrified at Joe for asking it, "Joe, that's not appropriate!" Why not, they're young, obviously in love. At least I didn't ask about kids." Joe turned to Greg, "So any kids in the future?"Annie kicked Joe under the table. Joe shifted quickly when the tip of her shoe caught him in the leg.Greg was not sure how to respond, but at least he knew that Joe had no clue about Sarah's secret. He was deciding whether to answer "No" or to ignore it. He wasn’t paying attention, best he can say is it was small and white. He told me, like in kind of confidence, that he thought you got scared and that’s why you ran. And it could have been that way, too, nothing ­really suspicious there. So that far you’re clear.”“Any more?” I ask.“Yeah, here,” he says, handling me a folded-up newspaper. It’s a small-town biweekly, but we hit the right day, it’s on the front page, Would-Be Carjacker Arrested.I scan the article quickly. The “suspect” seems to.