The line went quiet for a second, then her voice again. “Sorry, I dropped the phone.” She sounded young and nervous. �...��What can I do for you er…? “Oh! Sally, sorry. I’m a bit… um… well, you understand.” She paused. “I eh… well I need an escort for a function. They talked further and made arrangements to meet for a coffee the next morning. Robert dropped the receiver and hit the books. Vivaldi wasn’t his favourite composer, finding his music. I mean, sleeping with a guy might not have caused that. Or, at least, not that kind of trepidation. That’s a whole ‘nother animal, I would imagine. But, you know, sleeping with another girl, well, what would the neighbors say?“No, the fact that we were naked made it easier, somehow. I mean, we wouldn’t be naked together unless we cared about each other, so ... Well, I guess I felt that since we were naked then it was okay to actually ... uh ... have our skin in contact. It was nice.” She then. I was really disappointed.Everything I had done that week, I thought, had been a waste. But Lisasoon reassured me that was not the case."Dee sweetheart, you have made a fantastic effort. And you looksensational," she said enthusiastically. "But you know what would makeyou look even better."I shook my head without speaking."I think you look a hundred percent better if you had breast and somemakeup on," she said. "You know every time I look at you I realize hownice your face is. You've got lovely. No one had this good an imagination.I reached down and sure enough, I felt hair. I moved my hand a bit and felt an ear. Covered in hair? What the hell was going on. I looked at the source of all this pleasure."Daisy! How did you get in here? What the hell are you doing?" Joey's Golden Retreiver stopped giving me a tongue job, looked at me and barked.Of course Les woke up with all the commotion. It took her a second to figure out what was going on, but with what she'd heard me say, the fact that.