He’s on his way back from a pre-season basketball tournament and said he’d meet us at 7:00 at the Wayfarer’s Restaurant across from the truck st...op.”An hour later they were heading across the lot towards Red, Sara’s little red ’99 Corolla coupe. Sara had on her frayed jean skirt, tank top and no panties. Lauren the same except she was in her black stretch mini. Nicole had a white t-shirt and jean skirt but hadn’t been brave enough to shed her panties yet.“You can ride shotgun, Nicole, I’ll crawl. The looks on their faces told me I'd been right in the type of things we'd picked out for her to wear; the women looked envious of her, not critical or judgmental. That was good, that's just the reaction I'd hoped for."Thanks for saying that, Andy. I love all these things you've gotten for me. I've never had clothes like this in my life; I feel so spoiled." You're worth spoiling, Mom. You mean everything to me." The waitress interrupted us, offering us menus which we refused. "The usual?" I. “So, wait, you ... find me attractive, sis? Angie, mi hermana, are you saying that you want to commit incest with me, that you’ve fantasized about it before? Is that what you’re saying?” Melinda Vasquez demanded to know.“Well, you are cute,” Philip interjected, “I can’t promise that if I didn’t know that you were gay, I wouldn’t hit on you myself.”“Yeah, well, if you’re cool with me ... and Angie, maybe I can fudge the rules a bit,” Melinda stuck her tongue out at him, “well, Angie?”“Yes, I. Be down in five minutes!" Her voice was muffled andindistinct.I put two and two together. And then I ran, pelting upstairs, shouting."You're using the Medallion! You're changing shape, aren't you?" I ran upto her bedroom door, which was shut."Don't come in!" It was a plaintive sound, somewhere between a squeal anda sob. "Rob, pleeeease! Just a few more minutes!"I was standing by the door, hesitating, hand almost on the handle, staringat the small child's 'Simone's Room' plate with a picture of.