Doubts began to crowd my mind once again. “Good girl,” said Carla and kissed me right on the lips. After Mom left for work the next morning, I bathed and shaved my legs and under arms. It didn’t do any good. Couldn’t she wear a wig?”
“Well, I could do a lot more if she had longer hair, but I think she has enough to work with right now. They wanted us to.”
“They wanted to hear the rest of the story. I just shrugged my shoulders and didn’t say anything. I was completely vulnerable. I say pretty much but not completely. I looked like a preteen schoolgirl. Carla was my sister’s “best friend forever” and we were visiting her home. “Carla already has a copy of everything. These were Carla’s panties. Carla pinched my nostrils closed and waited until I had to open my mouth to breathe. She sat down beside me and told me to part my lips and hold still.
