Crouching or standing against the sides of buildings, keeping out of people’s way during rush hour as best they could, or huddled in alleyways, or j...st wandering around aimlessly and without purpose. They had nothing else to do. Most of them congregated in the city’s parks and wooded areas where they could avoid the foot traffic of the streets. The tourist would see no one at all interacting with the Banes. It was as though two different societies existed in the same space, hardly. Too easy.Almost like being incontinent. He tried to fall asleep in the positionhe was in, but in his half dreaming state, he was all too excited by thedreams he had of really becoming incontinent. The same dream he had hadthe night before. If only, if only... But he knew for a fact that itcouldn't really happen. This had been a fetish of his for a long time. All the research he had done on the subject told him it would take agood nine or ten months... at least... even if he wanted it. Faye, who had retreated into her room, came back with a wad of white andblack. "I got this for Rachel as a joke, but it seems to fit here. Tryit on." She threw the wad at Bobbie, who caught it out of midair.Opening it to its full length, she saw what it was.It was a French maid outfit."I'm not wearing that," Bobbie said incredulously.Nick returned to the room in time to see the outfit. He chuckledquietly. Faye pointed at Nick. "Maybe you should wear it. You madedinner, right." I did mention the. "Stacy," she said, "what you said about being a virgin during the pickup scares me. I don't want that to happen to me. No way am I gonna let Justin take my cherry. The whole school would know about it the next day. I don't want my dad to do it, either. What am I going to do?" she pleaded."Kayla, we've been friends since kindergarten. Did you just ask me if it's OK to borrow my brother?"Kayla blushed crimson. She hid her face, but did not answer."I'll ask him, Kayla," said Stacy. "I don't know.