By the time my parents came home about thirty minutes later, I was in bed with the lights out – again, as usual. What was not usual at all was how ...I felt and the thoughts and memories passing through my mind. There was still a bit of sore feeling inside me, but it was nothing in the balance against the pleasure that I had had – and would soon have again. I had put on my shortest skimpiest summer nightie which, because it was a year old, barely covered my hips. Under the duvet I was lying on. Amy stood and stared at me like she was waiting for more pearls of wisdom to drop out of my mouth. But what could I say? I didn’t have the guts to spill out my own feelings for her and there was no way I was going to agree with her about Liam. Her shoulders slumped and she turned away from me. The popcorn was done. Without another word, we went back to the movie. It wasn’t as funny as I remembered it being. It was still early when it ended. For the first time since the kitchen, Amy spoke though. To finish off the eyes Stephanieadded a luscious coating of mascara making Marcy's eyelashes looklonger and fuller.With a full face of make-up in place Stephanie started fuzzing withMarcy's hair. She brushed it together and put it in a high ponytailwhich she tied off with a thick pink satin ribbon in a bow. To finishthe hair she pulled a small strand of hair out of the tail on each sideof Marcy's head so it neatly framed her face.The last thing Stephanie did to finish off Marcy's look was. "Hey, it's me." It's nice to hear from you Anne. I've been meaning to call you, but I wanted things to cool down first. Plus you forgot your books and I need to give them back." I haven't forgotten those," she replied. "I'm sorry for storming out like that. It's just..." You don't have to be sorry for anything," Patricia immediately stated. "I'm the one who should be sorry. That was extremely inappropriate on my part and I was just trying to teach you the way I had been taught." I understand..