But youcan't.....the pull is too great.....you NEED to wear that outfit....beseen in public in it.....be her in it.....been seen by him init......that...was a strange thought.....it's important to look pretty forhim...because of the way he treated you....and how he made you feel likea woman...like her.Pulling into the salon....yes..it's Katherine's salon...you have pickedher up here before..and now you are walking in as her.The owner greats you as you walk in, "Katherine..you look so. I've never slept with a woman... not all night. Not wake up with her. I've never slept with a warm body next to me... cuddling..." Me neither... well, maybe with Kate a couple of times... but not like" Can I?" You won't try anything will you?" she asked but he knew she was already sold on the idea."I'm all tired out," he giggled as he cuddled up against his sister."You should have some clothes on," she delayed."Where are yours?" he asked as he tickled her bare tummy."Don't," she said batting. ..my girlfriend."Lance stopped laughing as Zoey started leaning into him. As she gotcloser, Lance closed his eyes.As Zoey got closer, she noticed something was wrong. His lips didn't havelipstick. His eyes had no mascara or eye shadow. He wasn't wearing a wigand was dressed in his boy clothes. Zoey realized she yearned for Simone- not Lance. But he wasn't Simone. Simone was a fictional characterLancemade up. Mack and Olivia were right. Zoey had fallen for a fictionalgirl. She was doing it. I walked down the stairs just like she had me do twice before, with a saucy feminine step that made the skirt sway. His eyes never once left me as I walked over to him. "Hello Mike." "God Carol, you're gorgeous!" "Thank you." "You have her home by one Michael!" "I will Mrs. Grant." Then he surprised me by taking my hand as we walked to his car. On the way over he kept looking at me, which was hard not to notice. "What!?" I was just thinking how lucky I am to have the prettiest girl there with.