Caroline felt the urge to shed her flesh for metal.  The burning desire to hide beneath the plates of steel until the eyes had gone away.  She felt womanly in the dress, but also vulnerable.  Open to the eyes of others and to their criticism.  Confidence had been with her when she emerged from her room, but now seeing the pair of them together she felt that confidence flee her mind.  Carol looked as much the beauty queen as any woman could while John was the appropriate bad boy.  Caroline still felt the amazon in a dress.  One hand moved up to touch her arm, feeling the hard ridges of muscle there before she let the limb snake around his arm.<br/><br/>“I…don’t know…much about the area either.  May..maybe something simple to eat.  Like burgers or something like that?”  Caroline had no knowledge of much else.  The food was kind of simple back home.<br/>