Trussed in nylon and lace, I followed Mom out of the house to her car. My heels clicked on the concrete, a pleasing sound reminding me of my altered persona. Standing next to mom's 914 Porsche, not the real Porsche she wanted, I reached down and opened the door. Careful not to let anything touch my facial makeup, I bent down, sat in the bucket seat and swung my nylon encased legs in. The
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