"Careful, Am, you'll smudge my lipstick."

"Sorry Cel, hard to stop myself. You're looking so hot."

"Not all the time, as you know." I whispered in Amarjit's ear as we made our way up the stairs…

“Don’t worry now, sweetie, everything’s going to be fine,” she said, as she gently caressed my face and brushed her fingers through my hair.

My girlfriend turned to look at me, "So 'fess, Josie, how'd you end up here last night and why're you so, well how do I say....."

"Looking such a mess?" I ventured, to complete Rachel's sentence.

"Yep, 'fraid so, so what happened?" she asked.

"Bye Mary, you too," I replied.

"Quick Mum phone the police now," I urged, "our combined weights and over four inches of wood is not going to hold him up for long."

"Do it Mum, now!" said Taran as she pushed as hard as she could, standing next to me.

Mum dialed the numbers.

I leant forward and gave him a little peck on the cheek............

Before he could say anything else I had jumped in the back of the car next to my sister.

"Quick Mum, drive off!" I whispered.

"Before Alun gets over the shock of the kiss," said my sister, laughing until I gave her a vicious prod in the side.

I quickly stripped off my clothes, apart from my panties and bra.

I slowly got up to my feet and walked with the pretence of being a bit inebriated towards the light, the rest of my clothes hanging from my hand obscuring my groin area.

"Hey you guys, you seen my boyfriend, (hic)?" I said sounding as drunk as I could, " he's run off."

I was almost instantly illuminated by the four nearest beams, they flashed over my body and face before lingering on my boobs.

'OK, why do you have to go to a safe house?'

'Those guys I saw are psychos'

'OK, I see, let's talk tomorrow, I need to sleep now, Josie love, be safe.'

'It's OK, I'm in good hands, sleep well, Rachel sweetie.'

.........when from some part of my imagination came a simple get out of jail plan.

I quickly grabbed his hands, reached forward and kissed him on the cheek.

"Sorry Alun, got to go now, my auntie Cerys has arrived," I said as I gently squeezed his hands," I'll phone you later."

"Oh, OK," he responded obviously a little stunned by the unexpected intimacy.

"Oh god Celyn I was going to tell you but I didn't know how to," she said, speaking rapidly," please don't hate me for this."

"For what?" I asked, astonished by her reaction, my mind racing over all the possible bad people my sister could be anticipating having a relationship with. I hoped her potential paramour wasn't a drug dealer, axe murderer or terrorist. I supposed rugby player might be OK as long as he could get free tickets for the 'Internationals'.*

"It's Grace," she said in response.

I looked at her for a few seconds, nonplussed. Finally all the cogs in my brain finally engaged and I responded," Grace as in a Grace the girl?!"

     

"That is strange," I said aloud before touching the first letter with my forefinger.

As I finally reached the last part of the letter 'E' the tingling stopped and I felt a little faint.

"You must be effing mad!," I said harshly to Taran when we had reached the safety of the female loos," they're bound to find out who I am."

"You'll be fine, Alun's positively drooling all over you, just keep your shoulders back and your boobs out," she said, laughing.

"You are just so dead!," I hissed at her, on our way out, before resuming my painted smile as we walked back towards our two companions.

"Not bad make-up but I think I need to touch up your eye-liner, have a seat and let me finish you off," she replied," and you need to pull the zip of the top down a bit."
     
"But I feel so exposed like this, Taran," I said after my sister had revealed a little of my boobs," do I have to?"
     
"It's a precaution, I explained yesterday," she replied," in case we meet any of my friends from school today who knows you as a boy."

There was a some loud applause and then the hypnotic intro to 'Can't get you out of my head' started.

I danced on the stage, moving my body in rhythm to the beat while taking the mic from Karen and launching into the song.

'La..la..la.....' I began and soon everyone joined in," la...la...la..la..la...."

I looked up at my games teacher and his expression told me that he had seen me take part in the cricket game.
 
I knew I was in so much deep doodly doo-dah.