At her call, ten bodyguards walked into the room.


    Debra exined, "For safety''s sake, these are our bodyguards for the day. Get familiar with them so there are no misunderstandingster."


    Liza was unimpressed. "Are ten of them enough? I usually bring 20."


    Erica snorted, "You want 20. Ask your daddy. Too many people will be arrestive."


    "What? Are you judging me?" Liza fumed.


    "I am. I haven''t even pped you yet," Erica countered, rolling up her sleeves.


    Debra quickly stepped in. "Alright, it''s about time. Let''s go."


    She grabbed Erica''s arm and headed toward the door. Liza followed them reluctantly.


    The whole morning was spent at a salon. Debra and Erica kept yawning, but Liza was full of energy.


    "Is she really a spoileddy?" Erica muttered, trailing behind Liza. "My barn needs a workhorse like her."


    Finally, they arrived at the store Liza had mentioned. Debra and Erica were grateful for a short break.


    Liza pulled Debra over. "Look at all these beautiful dresses. Can''t wait to try them on."


    Before Debra could protest, Liza had already dragged her toward the dressing


    room.


    Debra wasn''t used to changing clothes in front of others. Liza noticed and offered help.


    "We''re both girls. What are you shy about?"


    "I..."


    "You''ll look great in this one."


    Debra reluctantly took off her clothes.


    Liza''s gaze lingered on her back. "Geeze, what''s that on your back?"


    "Huh?" Debra turned to look in the


    mirror. When she saw the scar on et


    her back, she shrugged. "Probably from when I was little."


    something


    "What kind of childhood did you have? My dad never let me get hurt."


    "I don''t quite remember. Maybe from a fall from the stairs."


    "Doesn''t look like a fall to me."


    "It''s what my parents told me. Anyway, it''s just a faint scar. No one notices it."


    "But that way, you can''t wear backless dresses."


    "It''s alright. I''m no fan of them. Hurry up. I''ll wait for you outside."


    She quickly slipped into the gown and got out.


    Erica,


    chano came out from the next


    room, was impressed


    when she saw Debra in avender dress.


    She said, "Gotta say Liza might not be good at much, but she does have good taste. That dress looks great."


    t belongs to sweet


    "I think so too, but the back is a bit too exposed," Debra said as she twirled. Erica caught sight of the scar on her back. "What happened to your back?"