" "now just a few more things and you will be the girl you always wanted to be. she took me to her wardrobe and pulled out some red 4 and a half inch ...heels and slid them onto me." why do they feel wet" I asked. "oh that's just the superglue setting and don't you dare try and take them off". "let's move onto your hair now so you already have beautiful shoulder length hair so let me just put it in a more girly style for you. "and finally its your makeup, now pout your lips sweetie and i will. I got to the door, knocked twice and waited for Julie to respond. When the door opened I could see her standing there with one finger over her lips to indicate that I was to be silent. Taking hold of my shirt she pulled me inside the tiny room. Once inside, she closed and locked the door. It was really cramped in there with almost no room to maneuver. Julie reached up and kissed me. She slipped her tongue in my mouth and gave me the most passionate kiss I ever had. I returned the kiss. I almost chickened out when she called me by my first name and asked what I needed. I slipped the picture under her glass partition as if it were a hold up note. That made me even more nervous. Abigail turned it over and smiled at me. She wrote her phone number and address on the back along with the words, dinner, my house, and Friday at seven.As I was reading it she asked, “Is there anything else that you need?”I was too shocked to speak so I just smiled and shook my head no. As I walked out a. " I nodded and she left.The older woman looked at me critically. The title 'aunt' might have been honorary, but I thought I could detect a family resemblance. "Captain Smith..." she began."Jim," I corrected. "'Captain' is a bit pretentious for the skipper of a thirty-six foot yacht." Jim..." she pronounced it more like 'Jeem', "we are very fond of Lupeta. She is a good girl who has not had much luck in her life." She examined me, evaluated me, visually. "I hope you do not hurt her." That's the.