joanna had opened the door and it took her a moment to recognize the young woman standing there her long blond hair and her striking blue eyes and her cream white skin her soft features her jangling bracelets and low earrings her little blue car in the driveway and one stud in her nostril her long nails painted black her clothes bright and loose like wisps of silk hung on her slim body her breasts full and heavy in the heat her shorts hardly halfway down the thigh and she 'd looked at joanna with a kind of buried disgust a revulsion that had no malice and no interest a simple dismissal a look which said i have no time for you you can not hurt me can not touch me you are meaningless you are beneath me it was a look that made joanna 's blood thrum and pulse in her ears .