Rachel looked at me, and asked, "Are you okay? You look flushed." The strong woman was one of my dearest friends in the department and a few short yea...s older than me. I didn't realize the depth of her concern indicated something life changing for my future."Feeling a little ill ... something I ate," I said, and then gave her a wink. Closing and locking the restroom door, I removed my matronly dress, hanging it on the rack behind the door. Removing my panties and bra, I hung the bra on the rack. He then slipped into a red, white, and blue low cut spandex mini-dress.As he was doing his make-up he realized what he had just said, and a tearcame to his eye. Out of almost pure instinct he quickly dried his eyebefore his mascara could run. He sighed out of depression knowing thathe's starting to loose the battle in his mind, knowing that Michelle andwhoever Madame Morgan wanted her to be was starting to take over.When he finished his makeup he put on a pair of knee high leather bootswith. Binita did not move. From her bent position she looked up and behind at him and smiled. But she stayed that way. Thakur placed his hand flat on the exposed skin of her back. As soon as she felt him touch her, she was reduced to molten. That is all it took for him to melt her. His large, rough hands on her soft, ready to receive skin. A fingernail drew a line down her spine as he traced his way down her back right up to the edge of her skirt. Binita shuddered as the nail touched every single. Always enjoyed having people describe us as “high school sweethearts” because we never really were. We were pretty much on the outs and that only served to increase my thoughts about Peggy, even her name rolls off my tongue like the sweet smell of strawberry bubble gum. But thoughts are just that, and things steadily got worse at home. Then it happened. I had joined a web site for high school reunion contacts, and inevitably her name appeared. I dithered for weeks, not wanting to be the fool.