While she felt very put on the spot, Diane was able to chuckle her way into the subject. “Bryce, Joann and I have talked about this, and I think sh...e just wants to put some things out in the open. She hoped I could help explain them or maybe give her the courage to say some things out loud. Are you willing to listen?” Bryce, who was just as blindsided as Diane, was upon hearing the real reason they were there could only nod despite his overwhelming feeling to get up and leave. Diane spent the. Not that she'd been one for micro minis, but he knew she wasn't comfortable in anything that displayed any of her leg. He didn't care, though. To him, the scar was just proof that she was alive. If he had the guts, he would tell her that, and how much he loved her. Right, he thought. If I had the guts . . . and apparently, I don't. x-x-x-x Connie stretched and yawned at her desk. She couldn't put it off any longer—it was time to go home. So far she'd been successful in her attempts to avoid. Just the two of us. No one will know about our littleshopping trip." The Tuesday they had planned was a beautiful fall day. Both Pat andSusan were in a well rested, carefree mood. She wore pantyhose, heelsand a dress that came down to just below her knees. He was going to wearjeans at first, but she talked him into wearing nicer clothes to dress upthe occasion a bit. The drive was pleasant and they arrived in the areaof the malls just before noon. "Let's start in there," she remarked pointing. The place was dimly lit and large so it was easy to be incognito and have a good time. It was such a great place with a big dance floor and the music was awesome. Richard would instantly start mingling and so I would hang out and check out guys. I was a little shy there and so they would usually come up to me and start talking. I ended up going home with a few of them and was having a great time. One night at B-Street, I met John and he invited me to his house&hellip,with him and his wife.