Was it Lisa? I turned around to see her approaching me. “Ashton? That is your name, right?” “Yes” I said. “I’m Lisa” she replied “Plea...sed to meet you” she continued as she put out her hand. I shook her hand. It was so soft for a gymnast. “Likewise” I said. Lisa smiled again.She continued, “Would you mind helping me stretch, seeing as I’m always here on my own with no one to help, I haven’t stretched properly for a while.” I nodded shyly.She moved her back against the wall and lifted her left. Teachers, librarians, and waitresses in their fifties who go home, put on their old mini-skirts, and..." No, thanks. Not an image I need before I go to bed." Tami was on an overnight field trip, and Robbie was walking the park with me. She'd brought her MP3 player and had just played me a song.Robbie shrugged. Evidently images like that didn't bother her."But C'mon Marianne?" I complained. "And it was disco." It's perfect. Besides, it was a Four Seasons song before Osmond got a hold of it. And. "I'm going to free you now, but I need to put you back to sleep, so you won't be able to find me again. These are just some berries from South America—you know, like açaí berries—that will make you really drowsy."Bella was understandably suspicious. I offered her an alternative, showing her another syringe with a large, menacing needle. "Look, Bella, I know I'm the last person on earth you'd trust right now, but it's either the berries or the needle, and I really don't want to have to jab you. I reached the shop and met the boss. "Ready?" she asked.And then I realised, I'd been looking at the wrong girl!Not the shy, dumpy, podgy, snub nosed girl, but a very slim petite self confident lass; the sort that has never worn make-up or jewellery because she doesn't need to, and despite being no more than 5ft tall, had the confidence not to wear heels.Suddenly my thoughts changed completely - I DID fancy this girl, but how could a girl with such self-confidence have remained a virgin to the.