She had tried to hide the damp patch with the boxes; howevershe still had to walk back into the hall with the people staring at her crouchas her face ...ust kept getting redder and redder. When the last box was loadedshe walked back to the room slowly knowing that she was about to be given moreinstructions. Jim had put up a poster on the wall with her name at the top with the words4 simple rules, Eva was horrified at this and asked if she could take it downat which she was told to shut up and. . kept... on... coming.Came the day I pretty much died. It started like any other day - lousy. The bedbugs were getting to me; I was dirty, drunk, sick. But if I didn't go play Santa Claus I couldn't buy more rye. Yeah, I had fallen so low that I was drinking Rye Whisky.How's that old song go? Oh, yeah,Rye whisky, rye whisky, Rye whisky, I cry, If you don't give me rye whisky, I surely will die.And today felt like the day I would surely die.I did make it in, somehow. I noticed how much room I. But today she suddenly appeared at our home. Mom said that aunt travels and therefore visited us. As a c***d I didn’t care, but now I noticed that Sophie is very sexy in her tight-fitting dress. Mom said she would sleep in the next room.I wonder will I have a chance to see her in her underwear? Or maybe even naked? It will be necessary to try in the evening or at night to peep through the door of the loggia.Sophie: After a joint evening, I climbed into the room allocated to me. A little tired,. The rest of the cast hate her.’ ‘Oh, come on, Ellie, it’s only the second rehearsal.’ Eleanor turned and put her hand on mine. ‘I know, I know.’ Eleanor is about fifty. Her rather bohemian attire suggested new age sensitivity but that was where it ended. She shouted, encouraged, teased and bludgeoned the cast through the rest of the rehearsal then left having delivered a scathing analysis and demanding everyone be off book by the next rehearsal then left in a high dudgeon. That was something.