"You stare at the door, once again frozen in shock. "P...p...p..." Don't worry. I saw them when you bent over earlier," she whispers closeto the door...."I didn't tell anyone except Lydia. And we won't tellanyone, will we, Lydia?"Lydia responds just as quietly, "Well, I definitely won't. Well, thatis, as long as, y'know..."I was being blackmailed. Right now. Me."...as long as he lets us see him wearing them."I thought I was frozen before. Now there were two cute strangers wantingto see me naked. There in front of me stood a man in red and blue overalls and a moustache straight out of a 70s porn film.Relieved, I embrace him, he held me close and I tell him my mistress is in another castle.I feel his bulge underneath his overalls as he whispers in my ear,“I’m here to rescue YOU, Toad”My heart stopped.I hadn’t had this feeling before, my body stiffened and a tingling ran up my legs.‘He couldn’t mean me’, I thought, a 3 foot nobody.I take pride in my appearance and make sure to be. But he's coming anyway?" Pause. "Good! I'll be there in..." she shut off abruptly, then went on, "Oh, crap! I can't leave ... the Boss. There has to be someone to cover him. Bugger! Look – don't tackle this on your own, wait for the others. And call the Police, let them know what's going on." Pause. "Okay, Charlie, that's fine ... I'm sorry about ... Yes, but ... Thanks. Talk later, okay?" She shut the phone and turned to me. "Jeff, someone's got Miss Sharpe; they took her from her house. Her. .. she hadn't even had time to put on a bra.As she drove her mini-van from the house to the gym, she admitted to herself that not wearing a bra wasn't so bad. The inside of the sweatshirt was soft and fuzzy; it tickled her nipples and made them stand at attention. And her shorts were loose enough that she could let her fingers sneak up her legs and touch herself while she waited at an extra-long traffic light.As she looked down at the two college age boys in the car next to her she wondered if.