What's in Seattle? Chapter 7

  The feel of nylon stockings is different from that of cotton socks.

  Cotton tights are like a pair of tight-fitting leggings that cover your legs and feet, but stockings are different.

  That was Catherine's feeling when she wore stockings for the first time.

  "Hmm...not bad." Lili picked up her camera and didn't care about the background, then suddenly took a photo of Catherine.

  "Lily!"

  Catherine stepped back and covered her face, feeling embarrassed in this way.

  She took a step back, her legs' stockings rubbing against each other, sending over a comfortable feeling that made her feel somewhat uneasy.

  "Kate, is this your first time in stockings? Relax, you'll get used to it soon." Ida walked over.

  "Thank you, Ida."

  "But tights actually look better than leggings, maybe we can sell our tights to the gymnastics club." Lily walked around Catherine and took a few more photos.

  "I think we can really start a fashion design company now, hey, sisters, maybe it's not bad at all. We have two ready-made models here!"

  Lisa said with a spirited tone.

  "Maybe we also need a professional photo studio, at least to take professional photos. Lily, can you help us with that?" Jenny said while jotting down something on the side.

  "But my father is in Europe now... maybe I should give him a call."

  "We also need some staff, we don't understand anything," Ida said.

  "Right, go and recruit workers!"

  Then the girls took action.

  Lily was in charge of finding a studio, while Lisa continued designing mini skirts. After all, if they were really going to open a store, one product wouldn't be enough.

  Jenny and Ida started recruiting, they needed someone who could help with the company's chores.

  Over the weekend, Catherine brought Jenny and Ida back to New York, on one hand she had to attend classes, and on the other hand, they were recruiting workers, so they rented a hotel room in New York and used it as an office.

  After accompanying Ida and others to complete the arrangement, Catherine hurriedly felt the Lincoln Art Center.

  Catherine's body is excellent, and in the eyes of SAB's teachers, Catherine is also a student with great potential to become a professional ballet dancer, so they all have high expectations for her, and their requirements for her are also strict to the extreme.

  "Kate, straighten your leg." Joy teacher stretched out her hand and then pressed Catherine's leg straight.

  Catherine had been busy all day and was very tired by now, but she still mustered up her energy.

  In her opinion, either don't learn it at all or since she has already studied ballet so deeply, then she must practice it well.

  At this time, Catherine was holding the horizontal bar with both hands, then her right foot went up from behind, and her legs were 180 degrees apart, but the movement was a bit unstandard. Teacher Joy held Catherine's left heel with her left hand, and pressed down on Catherine's right leg with her right hand.

  Catherine suddenly blushed.

  "What's wrong, Kate? You seem out of sorts today."

  "No problem, just got up a bit early today."

  Catherine was evasive.

  What's going on?!

  Damn it!

  Catherine cursed inwardly.

  When Teacher Joey's hand approached the base of her thigh, she clearly felt a surge of heat flowing up through her body.

  She took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

  The training for today just passed by in a daze.

  By evening, Catherine had still not returned home but instead came to the hotel.

  "How was it?"

  "There were a few who came over, but after seeing the two of us, they went back." Ida shrugged.

  Indeed, what methods would several junior high school girls use to recruit workers?

  "I'll go back first, maybe my father will have a way."

  Bruce is an engineer, maybe he really has a way.

  But when she got home, she found that her father had rushed to the company due to an emergency, and this matter seemed to be related to Bruce's promotion, so he didn't have time for now.

  "Oh my god."

  Catherine sighed, this matter was indeed infinitely complicated.

  She was fed up and let out a long sigh before walking into the bathroom.

  Soaking in the bathtub, Catherine finally calmed down gradually.

  "Today..."

  Once she had calmed down, she wanted to think about the clothing company's problems, but somehow couldn't get a clue, instead another thing rose in her mind, that was during practice...

  "That feeling..."

  She stood up from the bathroom and came in front of the mirror.

  Her skin is very good, smooth all over, and shows a healthy pale pink color.

  The hand of evil reached out.

  That's what women feel...

  Suddenly, countless female protagonists from romance action movies that I had seen in my past life appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but think of those unharmonious...

  "Hurray!"

  Suddenly, cheers erupted from outside.

  "Emma! Come, give me a kiss~"

  "Come on, Bruce!" The voice behind him was low: "Kate's in the shower."

  "Oh, I got a promotion, now I'm the deputy manager, wow! Maybe we should travel for Christmas this year, where should we go? Ah, let's go to Seattle, you've always wanted to go there, right?"

  Listening to the conversation between the two, Catherine's passionate heart was burning with fervor.

  Seattle?

  Catherine seemed to remember something.

  Seattle in 1960... seems like something?

  But what is it?

  Catherine vaguely remembered something related to Edison or something related to Edison.

  But now is not the time to think about this, since his own father has returned, that's much easier.

  "Dad, I want to ask you something."

  After taking a bath, Catherine walked out of the house.

  But at this moment, the phone rang, and Emma went to answer it.

  "Hello... Kate, your classmate is looking for you."

  Catherine, who was just about to ask for help, heard the phone and went over.

  "Hello, this is Catherine." This was the standard telephone greeting. Catherine found it a bit annoying that Americans had to answer the phone in such a formal way, why couldn't they just talk normally like when you're face-to-face? And then there's the "This-is, That-is" format, sometimes she really found it troublesome.

  "Oh, Kate, I'm Lily. The studio has been found, my father's friend is willing to help out, he's also a photographer and he's interested in our company too, maybe we can get him to join us?"