But Jill wasn't. She was a year younger than Marty, she was beautiful, she was hot, and she liked him.He couldn't believe his luck when she first said... yes to him. He just couldn't believe how lucky he was. Women like her were not real women. She should have been a model, not a young writer, with interests in common with Martin.Interests... Yes, they shared a very interesting one. Very interesting. They were both bi-curious. Just curious, so far. But both of them had fantasies, and both of them. Emily surveyed her captives, and said, "Now that you're dressed, you canfinally see what we were doing. It's probably not as sexy as you werehoping."Three dining room chairs were brought in, and the boys were ordered tosit, while the girls set to work. Emily noticed after they removed Chris'glasses that the unisex frames made him look the most feminine of all.First they waxed their eyebrows until they were each left with highfeminine arches. Amelia, from down the street, pulled out a pair. When they come in, they have their nose in the air. When the spot somebody they know, they scream, hop up and down with their arms outstretched and hug each other. Most of the tables are full. I feel I am justified for my selection.There a table away from me is a man; probably forty; red tie; dark suit; pen on top of his black leather bound notepad. The interviewer is doing most of the talking. He is smiling and moving his arms. He laughs a lot.I sit down; but she is facing away from me. I. I don't know if we got them all, but for sure, we'vebroken their back."They had all forgotten Janina, who was cowering behind the bedroom door.She came out and looked around the bloody room. "Those bastards don't evergive me a chance to keep this house clean," she lamented. Everyone in theroom was all keyed up, but they all broke out laughing."I know that it's very late," Jim said, "but could I ask you all to dressand come down to headquarters with me. We need to take your statements.I'll.