I looped the strings on the bag around my wrist and started pulling myself up, using the toes of my shoes to find holds in the diamond-shaped mesh of ...wire.I'd just gotten one leg over the top when the back door slammed open with a crash. That sent me over the fence right then and there. I made it over and landed on the ground with a muted thud and no scratches. The only problem was my blouse snagged on one of the wires and ripped wide open across my front. Hell, it almost ripped the blouse off. "I ... I can't explain it ... and you wouldn't believe me if I did anyway..." What is up with you?"She glanced around for eavesdroppers and, finding none, said, "Go home. Write something you can't imagine would happen. A fantasy ... or a news story you always wanted to see come true. Write it as if a piece of fiction. Just write it down ... then ... slide the notebook under your pillow and go to sleep. And the next day ... it'll happen"Bob stared at her for a moment, expecting more. When it. You have not had a boyfriend for a long time. You were at the club looking to get laid last night.?" I said bluntly. Jaclyn stiffened slightly, moving her body back. This cat and mouse game we have been playing is over, she knew. Wherever this is heading, she didn't like it. She stared back at me. " Yes, of course. How did you get that information?" she said evenly. " I have the resources to find out a lot of information." I studied her intently for a moment, as if trying to measure her in some. I enjoyed it so much that I was that close to letting him take me some place where we could do it without those annoying clothes getting in the way ... that and anything else we could think of. I enjoyed being touched and being kissed and I enjoyed massaging the hard bulge in Don's jeans and driving him just as crazy as he was driving me.But my boyfriend's clumsy touch could not compare to what this woman was doing. I really, really didn't want to enjoy this. I was very embarrassed about what I.