"Is this what freedom feels like?" Jane wondered.After dressing her in all those revealing clothes, Dr. Susan had forcibly dragged Jane to the mall, w...here, like a frightened puppy, she displayed her new outfit to the world. Now everyone could see her taut legs, her well endowed chest, her cute little belly button, the graceful arch on her feet.It took a while, but eventually Jane screwed up the courage to raise her head and look around.And much to her surprise, she discovered that everything. She had to maintain a certain image. Most kids growing up had stories of bogeymen to frighten them into behaving. For her, the bogeymen she was told about were Lindsay Lohan and Britney Spears. Courtney Willis, the level-headed and responsible girl next door that your parents could approve of. A strong woman, and a good role-model with the right kind of values. She wasn't the kind of person, you'd ever catch passed out in the club at two in the morning without any panties on. That was her. So I was kitted out like everyone else - to see and be seen. I was back in Michelle's room as she was holidaying with friends in Corsica at the time of my arrival.Sylvie and I seemed to join seamlessly as if we had never been parted. We hung out at the pool hour after hour and drifted from home to home, party to party as teenagers will. It all seemed just so right until the letter arrived from home.Inside the envelope was another envelope. Written on this envelope were Mum's instructions to. Once the day was done, I told him I’d treat him to a late lunch and a beer at TacoMac and he readily accepted.We had finished our lunch and were sipping our beers when he caught me staring into his eyes and he asked with a raised brow what was on my mind.I told him, “Just recognizing how great it’s been working with you. I really appreciate all your hard work and I have to admit how much I like spending time with you.” He nodded and shrugged, saying, “Well, I appreciate the extra income. My.