One Night Only (52 page)

“I’
m
wonderin
g
.
.
.
ah
,
fec
k
it,
”
sh
e
said
.
“Let
’
s
g
o
the whol
e
hog
.
I
a
m
goin
g
t
o
ge
t
glamme
d
u
p
to
o
an
d
feel
great
.
W
e
ar
e
i
n
th
e
middl
e
o
f
nowher
e
an
d
ther
e
i
s
n
o
one aroun
d
t
o
admir
e
ou
r
beaut
y
bu
t
it
’
s
ho
w
w
e
fee
l
inside
that
’
s
important
.
I’l
l
wea
r
this.
”

Poll
y
looke
d
a
t
he
r
an
d
gulped. “Where
’
s
th
e
res
t
o
f
it?
”
sh
e
asked. “Th
e
res
t
o
f
what?
”

“Th
e
–
um
,
th
e
outfit
?
Th
e
botto
m
half
?
That
’
s
no
t
a
dress
,
i
s
it?
”

T
es
s
didn
’
t
answe
r
he
r
bu
t
instea
d
bega
n
t
o
stri
p
off
an
d
pu
t
o
n
th
e
teeny-ween
y
,
silk
y
,
sex
y
white
,
um
,
‘dress’
tha
t
sh
e
ha
d
packe
d
fo
r
th
e
occasion
,
whateve
r
that occasio
n
wa
s
t
o
be
.
Poll
y
ha
d
n
o
idea
.

“Wha
t
d
o
yo
u
think
?
T
o
o
short
?
T
o
o
slutty
?
D
o
I
look
lik
e
a
teacher?
”
sh
e
aske
d
an
d
Polly
’
s
eye
s
widene
d
a
t
the sigh
t
befor
e
he
r
.

Sh
e
didn
’
t
loo
k
slutt
y
a
t
all
.
Sh
e
mos
t
definitel
y
di
d
not loo
k
lik
e
a
teache
r
eithe
r
.
Sh
e
looke
d
outstandin
g
an
d
all o
f
a
sudde
n
Polly
’
s
re
d
sati
n
jumpsui
t
fel
t
a
bi
t
plai
n
in comparison
.

“Ca
n
I
d
o
you
r
hair?
”
T
es
s
asked
,
sensin
g
tha
t
Polly
wa
s
stuc
k
fo
r
words
,
an
d
withi
n
hal
f
a
n
hou
r
sh
e
ha
d
her
full
y
coiffed
,
he
r
blond
e
hai
r
tie
d
u
p
int
o
a
loos
e
bun
,
her cheekbone
s
highlighte
d
wit
h
som
e
o
f
he
r
fanc
y
make-up an
d
he
r
lip
s
(whic
h
wer
e
b
y
fa
r
he
r
bes
t
feature
,
o
r
s
o
she
wa
s
ofte
n
tol
d
i
n
day
s
gon
e
by
)
plumpe
d
u
p
an
d
painted i
n
th
e
mos
t
gloriou
s
shad
e
o
f
re
d
tha
t
matche
d
he
r
outfit t
o
perfection
.

Th
e
sister
s
stoo
d
sid
e
b
y
sid
e
an
d
looke
d
i
n
th
e
mirro
r
,
both
o
f
the
m
recognisin
g
thos
e
fe
w
second
s
a
s
an
emotiona
l
momen
t
–
eve
n
fo
r
T
es
s
wh
o
ha
d
normall
y
as muc
h
sentimen
t
a
s
a
goat
.

“
Y
o
u
loo
k
lik
e
a
teenage
r
,
”
sh
e
tol
d
Poll
y
an
d
sh
e
put he
r
ar
m
aroun
d
he
r
bar
e
shoulders
.
(Again
,
thi
s
wa
s
a
one-off
.
Poll
y
couldn
’
t
wai
t
t
o
tel
l
th
e
other
s
a
t
home
.
T
ess
neve
r
hugge
d
anyon
e
unles
s
the
y
wer
e
a
t
leas
t
si
x
fee
t
tall, mal
e
an
d
ha
d
th
e
bod
y
o
f
a
se
x
god.)
“
W
el
l
then
,
yo
u
loo
k
younge
r
tha
n
a
teenage
r
.
No
t
bad fo
r
tw
o
ol
d
marrie
d
women!
”
sai
d
Poll
y
.
“Let
’
s
tak
e
a
photo!
”

An
d
s
o
the
y
stood
,
gigglin
g
lik
e
teenager
s
an
d
brimming
wit
h
confidenc
e
a
s
the
y
snappe
d
an
d
pose
d
fo
r
th
e
camera i
n
gloriou
s
surrounding
s
and
,
fo
r
onc
e
i
n
man
y
years
,
it
seeme
d
lik
e
the
y
hadn
’
t
a
car
e
i
n
th
e
world
.