The latter was fashionably short, cut several inches above the knee. It featured her legs wonderfully. She had been most modest about them. Deeply tan...ned, they looked lovely without stockings. So smooth and slim, and they seemed to extend forever. I followed them down with my eyes until they disappeared into her red pumps. I stared numbly at the four inch spike heels. "May I come in, John ?" The soft huskiness of her voice caused me to jerk my head upwards. Too dazed to respond, I stepped back. A livid bruise stood out on her cheek."Hey bitch take the uniform off! take it off now whore!"He had a thick south african tainted accent. She stared at him defiantly,"I will not I am a British Officer and should be treated in accordance with the... " SHUT UP YOU WHITE SHIT!!" he screamed at her.She swallowed the rest of her words and looked fearfully at him."GET THEM OFF OR I CUT THEM OFF!! Understand"She began to pull her t shirt out of her combat trousers... I was almost deafened by the. “Right you slipped over the handrail,” she replied.“Freak accident,” I explained.“You broke your collar bone twice,” she said.“No, It was each of them once,” He replied. “It wasn’t so bad. It got me into the prison library. They have better books in there than those which come around on the book cart.”“So what kind of car are you going to buy?” she asked.“To be honest I have no idea. I’ll figure it out before the money comes I’m sure,” he admitted. “First I have to decide where I’m going to. Hi Jason, she said softly. He looked at her, only this time he really saw her. Her light brown hair was cut short and curled underneath her chin. Large emerald eyes offset her heart-shaped face, and the tips of her long eyelashes almost brushed against her arched eyebrows. Im Grace. Hey, he replied. Tolstoy? She grinned. Who else can make the average high school kid confused and pissed off at the same time? He laughed in spite of himself, and spent the rest of the day trying to get her out of.