.." Don't you want to call him a dork or a pathetic freak?" Sam! I ... I wouldn't call him that!" There was pure panic in her eyes, I actually felt a ...little sorry for her.Samantha's position had Tiffany trapped between my legs."You used to. Don't you remember all the crap you gave me for talking to the biggest loser in the whole school – no wait, it was the whole town wasn't it?"Her eyes were now brimming with tears, certain this had all been a set up. She thought we had gotten her all worked. Mona saw her off. When she returned, I noticed her bra was gone and her dress top two buttons were undone."It must be very interesting for you to be a politician's wife," I said."Sometimes yes," she said. "But usually, my husband is busy and I am lonely here." Do you have kids?" I asked."Yes, two of them," she said. "I have a four-year old boy and a two-year old girl." Where are they?" I said."They are at daycare," she said."I see why you feel lonely," I said. "You need some excitement. I think. My sister reacted to the silence at home by being absent. I rarely sawher. We were never close and were now immensely distant.So alone, silently shaking, that day I decided to explore my sister'scloset. There were several unwanted boxes of hand me down clothes fromour cousins. She hated them and had thrown them in the corner.The cigarette burn on my arm was still oozing, even after three days. Imade sure I kept it from ruining the clothes.The first thing to try was a skirt, just to see what it. All of Thomas’s children were dressed in actual clothes versus their usual ensembles and had removed their tails by the time Abby had come inside with their father. They all knew what to do even though most girls arrived tied up and drugged. Still this was not the first time someone showed up under more willing circumstances. Trish going out to his truck was the signal that they were ready for them.Abby sat at Thomas’s right while Liz was at her left. Thomas excused himself and began clearing.