"And I love this color, but my life as a blonde won?t even last twentyfour hours. Tomorrow is May 1st," smiled Jacob, folding his hands,placing them d...wn on the table and looking up at Tim. "He wants tomeet with me tomorrow to discuss my new responsibilities under therestructured company that?s allowed to start doing some businesstomorrow. I got my job back." Oh?" said Tim. "So then that?s good news, right." Good news for Jacob, and bad news for Jessica." Jacob stared intoTim?s eyes. "So part. ’ ‘That’s a fucking lie. You would have been on your way home when it happened. Trevor lives more than a mile away from your home. Talk to her Beth, I’m off to call mom.’ ‘Mom?’ screamed Carrie. ‘What are you going to tell mom?’ ‘That you were coming home after fucking Trevor Hunt when the accident happened and most of this weeping is a result of your unfounded guilt.’ ‘No don’t, please don’t. Promise me you won’t tell mom.’ ‘Well let’s negotiate.’ ‘Okay but I can’t see what there is to. Farewell for now."She accepted their thanks and goodbyes, and managed to exit without getting in the way of the business discussion that was developing in the room.She was outside before it occurred to her: she had accepted a date with the Sergeant without ever having met him, and even he didn't know about it yet. Damn!She shrugged. What was done was done. She would just have to live with it, if it happened. She hoped she could let him down lightly, when she explained that her daughter came. She then described in exceedingly blunt detail what they'd done that afternoon. Fortunately it was mercifully short.I flipped to the next page:MIDDLEBURY COLLEGESEPTEMBER 9TH 2007PROFESSOR RICHARD HAVEN (Art History)Rating: 56The good professor, whom I only vaguely remembered, was described as a forty-five year old married man with a very thick but short penis. One of her professors for the coming term, she'd sought him out and somehow seduced him in about ten minutes. She performed fellatio on.