Another bonus for Mandy today was rather than her having to wear her usual street girl outfit of a micro skirt and very revealing top, today she wore ...an almost every day, if figure hugging business style grey button down coat and matching skirt, even if the the black lace lingerie beneath, with its tiny thong, quarter cup nipple revealing bra and matching suspender belt with black stockings gave a far better indication of Mandy’s trade.Although what Mandy hadn’t expected to witness when walking. " What's with the legs? I wish mine looked that good. And while we're atit, care to explain the ponytail and long finger nails? Greg?"The next thing I knew we were sitting down to a supper of salad andpasta she had prepared. My appetite was shot and I barely picked at myfood. She seemed truly fascinated by my story, probing me for everylittle detail, though the fascination eluded me.We talked 'till the wee hours of the morning, catching up on old times,but mostly I did the talking in response. "Yes, I remember Millie went out and found some special flour. Most of the students will be trying to us all-purpose flour, but Millie found a bread flour that is supposed to be perfect for the kind of sandwich loaves we are supposed to be baking today. I remember you had space in your locker."Jason grabbed my shoulder and leaned over. "What flour?" he whispered frantically.I turned to look right at my friend. "You'll have to rush out right at the end of class to get it. Don't let anyone slow. We went to a restaurant to grab some lunch.“David, I don’t think you believe in what I do,” Jeremy said.“I’m not sure what you do,” I admitted. “I just know it’s some kind of psychic stuff.”“I was raised in a small town and my parents were very religious. When I told them I knew things, they thought I’d been spying on them and their neighbors. I quickly learned to keep things to myself. It wasn’t until I went off to college and got out from under them that I had the courage to admit that I had.