They sat and accepted the fresh lime sodas offered by the Indian’s wife who was totally surprised when Peter thanked her in Tamil. Politely, Peter l...istened to the sales pitch before laughingly interrupting, ‘And I’m a stupid Australian. This isn’t Benares Silk!’ Fingering the sari, he continued, ‘And this isn’t gold thread. A Hong Kong factory produced this sari. Sorry.’ Peter began to make his way towards the entrance. ‘If the Young Sahib would like to see…’ The shopkeeper and Peter repeated. It rose into a downturned vent a good twelve feet up, navigating the ductwork. Before long, it dropped through an open vent into a huge clothing store, with compact departments ranging from outerwear to swimsuits, from business formalwear to trashy lingerie. It hovered about the store until it came across a life-size brunette mannequin modeling lingerie.The pocket pussy transferred a little magic into the panties on the mannequin, and they responded by sliding down its plastic legs. It slowly. I don't know how it's happened, but today I've gottensomething new from everybody."As I took off my jacket I saw Mom's disapproving look at my shoes. Iknew at once that in her mind the heels were too high. Sighing I satdown at the kitchen table."OK, tell all," she challenged.Today seemed to be reserved for tales and new clothes. And I hadn't evena single time gotten to wear my new sweater with which it all began.##On Friday morning the little pill reminded me that I had to go to thepsychologist. The doll was covered in mud andbanged up pretty good.Tiffany just stood there trying to compose herself. She knew if shewalked back in the house she would only be picked on more for crying,and if she told her mom about this then it would only serve to make Johnangrier at her, and cause him to pick on her for days on end. "It isn'tfair," Tiffany whispered as she continued to cradle her doll, "I willget him back for this," she said. Just as she was about to go back intothe house she caught a.