day. It was currently Monday and I'd put the wh

red. A department store. Vanessa had insisted on meeting me, although seein

ending me the funds. I knew if I told her the truth, she'd speculate about the meaning behind it.

moothie. Glancing at me, she grinned. Grinning was an unusual act for Vanessa, and I

The excitement was practi

hin line to communicate my

nd with that, she linked arms with

playing from hidden speakers, along with the tap of women's heels along the marble floor. As I was not

I was showing off my legs. I had seen a few people wearing smart wide-legged trousers. I could probably cope with that. I managed to

he held a ghastly li

onestly can't tell if you're bei

e rail. "At little of both. Maybe not that c

move the hanger

nces am I wearing a

wimming anymore because I couldn't face having that much on display in front of others. It w

my thoughts, Vanessa shoved a blouse towards me. "Here. Tuck th

ul she was finall

that was difficult when you stepped into a room made up entirely of them. I hurriedly pulled on the items to check they fitted. Everythin

oice called out. "Can

my lip

ee Vanessa roll her e

e out and

ter just to go along with it. I gingerly began to open the do

ushing open the door. She took in m

r, I asked for her thought

s. "No, I think it

? Don't you think it's too

w they're meant to be. Makes your boobs look great too

r and took off the clothes. They would have to

away with my Docs, but there was no way I was wearing heels. Images of me tripping over and

'd planned to spend. I decided I would

f my unwanted clothes at my halls before heading back

o our subject. I decided to select a couple on campaign management. After all, now my crit

was where someone would be available to support students in finding the books they needed. It was us

y pleasing manner. I could see that his jeans were sitting on his hips, a brown belt holding them in place. He kind of reminded me of the surfer guys back in Devon. It made me reme

as g

re you

suddenly behind my ear caused

hat is it with you alwa

't help it if you have a nervous disp

sly." There was no way I

one of the books. "Are you swapping your d

he shelves of

r arms in front of her. "I think y

h pitch of my voice

essa peered round to the desk. "He's ba

't I do a strip-tease for the wh

. I'l

ding towards the desk where the mystery guy stood. I wanted

a few words. How did she make it look so easy? Please don't

goodbye, and returned

ou say?!" I

d happened to Phyliss

r to tell me more. But she didn't.

" I sn

Phyliss has gone part time, and that's w

hat a shame I would never have