Female/Female

It is New Orleans, the Mardi Gras. Costumed people everywhere. One of them, dressed as Catwoman in a shiny black skintight latex body suit, struts haughtily through the swarming crowds, teetering skillfully on her high heeled boots. The suit is a close duplicate of the one worn by Michelle Pfeiffer in Batman Returns: complete with mask and a shiny black leather corset over the suit. She has an angry look in her eye--the look of a woman who has met an unexpected obstacle, but who knows she will overcome it shortly.

“So you’re going to go with me right? I mean let’s face it….you could use the exercise” Christie said with a half chuckle.

“Yea…yeah, I guess so” Ashley said, unsure of herself. She tried to ignore the comment Christie had just made about her.

“Good! I’ll be over in about an hour, and be ready to work that body into shape…’cause you need it, ok?” said Christie

“Fine, bye” and Ashley hung up the phone angrily.

"Hey Kristin!" giggled Kelly gleefully, as she saw her long-time colleague enter the Gap store.

"Hi Kelly," replied Kristin, walking casually over to the checkout. Her shift wasn't due to start for another ten minutes and she wanted to catch up on the latest info.

"So, what's been going on?" she continued.

"Oh, the usual," said Kelly with a mischievous smile. "Nothing exciting. Oh, but there is something I want to show you!"

I admit it, I am vain. But I think I'm entitled to it. I was one of those gawky girls that got her height way before anything else, which made me popular for basketball and volleyball and pretty much nothing else. Brown hair, greenish-brown eyes behind glasses, braces and a complexion that was a constant battleground. The only dates I got were the ones in my trail mix.