3
“How is it that you had this? In my size?” Holly climbed out of the car at the PCEC, the Perth Convention and Exhibition Centre. She’d been here as an Australian Defence Force recruiter many times at various conventions. The ADF knew that her looks vastly increased their enlistments and she’d been fine with that. Now she wondered if she shouldn’t have been.
“I started it the moment Don was called out of town.”
“Because you’re evil?” Holly looked down at herself in amazement. She could stitch a wound well enough, but was better with glue or skin staples. Her outfit looked commercially done and clung like a glove.
“Because I’m incredible.” Laura sounded very pleased with herself.
Holly would have to admit Laura was, simply measured by the looks she herself was getting from every male
