What could I say? Slowly nodded agreement. After all, I knew perfectly well that my own intransigence had got me to a point where I couldn’t seem to DO anything! At this point, I just did not feel that I could back down. Yes, the idea of putting a dress on secretly excited me sexually – but I still certainly didn’t think that Baxter could beat me. What possible difference could a dress possibly make? I found out the following morning.
IMPORTANT FORMAT NOTE: With this book, I’m experimenting with a compact format that will be much friendlier to users of ebook readers. I don’t know how the rest of you will feel about this though, so you will need to drop me a note if you have strong feelings for or against this change. -Ms Chrissie