I followed her as did Liz.It was a small room with cosmetics of every type and hue aligned neatlyon the counter. A large mirror with lights all around... was a focal point.There were lots of wigs on a shelf opposite the mirror. I sat in thechair and Katie draped an apron on me over my blouse. She removed thescarf."OK, let's see what we have." Katie held my face and moved it from sideto side. She ran her hands through my hair. "Not much to work with here.Liz, this is not going to be easy but we. He introduced himself as Scott.He asked me to sit down next to him."I called you up because I've heard nothing but good things about you." He told me. "But I want to explain to you what I would like to do. I understand that you are, shall we say, a little straight... so I would like to explain what I want. Is that all right."I didn't think it was actually. But I felt he should have the chance to explain. "Ok, go ahead." I want to tie you to the bed with some silk scarves. Then I'm going to. She calls my name and hugs me. The cloak falls open and she's naked underneath except for a pair of black dancing shoes. "Well, I've already arranged it as it happens, the wonders of the internet and all that. It's in three days time at the local crematorium. I was hoping to put an ad in the local paper for anyone who'd like to come along." "Oh, that's clever of you, there'll be lots of people who'll want to attend, everybody liked your mum. Can I help you with anything?" Like many young people. I’m okay. I’ve looked better, but I’m okay. I don’t have time to write now. I have to go meet with Dean Blake and then I have a class, butI’ll email again as soon as I can. Don’t worry about me. I’m really okay.TessI hit send and then shoved my computer in my bag. I grabbed my phone, turned it on and rolled my eyes as the text messages and voicemails started flowing in. I shoved it in my pocket and grabbed my hat. With my hair loose and over my shoulders and the brim of my hat pulled down low.