That bit of my brain started giggling at how I’d got that one backwards. Here she was dressing me.The rest of my brain was mostly still confused abo...ut what was happening around me. Slowly it was sorting things out. I remembered it was Monday and I always play basketball at the local community center on Mondays at 5:30. I looked down and realized that I was already dressed in my basketball gear. That was useful. The only problem was my feet were bare. Tara appeared in front of me and pushed me. Pretty soon, someone suggested that we have a kissing game. A girl would be blindfolded and have to kiss three guys and see if she could guess which one was her date. For some of the couples this should prove to be easy as they had dated for months, but for others it might be a challenge. The game progressed and the girls were pretty good at guessing but some of the boys had the beginning of a beard so that led to an easy give away. It was then suggested that the tables be turned and the boys. " And then she took out a color called Bois deRose, and drew a little line next to the lipstick color. It looked likeit went perfectly.Finally, she picked out a lip gloss that looked very pink in the tube,but she explained that when it went on, there was much less color. Theline was called Glossimer, and the shade was Scintillance. I lovedthese names!And then, what I had been thinking about, happened. She very quietlysaid to me, "Would you like to try a little? Just so you can see thereis. It's like I don't trust her anymore and for no reason. I'm just hoping my gut feeling is only indigestion.My problem is that I'm no super sleuth. I don't know much about the video cameras, phone bugging stuff, whatever the hell that is, and I'm not rich enough to hire a private investigator. Especially since I don't have the slightest clue what I'm looking for.Cindy handles all the finances so I have no idea what she pays or when she pays it. If I start going looking through all the bills,.