There was no white full-length nightgown. There was no dark and clammy stain. There was no blood. There were only my flannel pyjamas and a robe. My on...e-white socks were wet and dirty. My feet were cold.In my hand was the warm and familiar weight of Nana’s locket. I looped its chain around my neck and fastened the chain without even thinking about it. Then I tucked the locket inside my pyjama top and felt it nestle against the skin of my chest in its usual place. The gentle weight of the locket. "She shrugged again."It's about Ebenezer Scrooge, little Tiny Tim and his poor father, Bob Cratchit?"She showed no sign of recognition."Scrooge is an old miserly rich man visited by three ghosts at Christmas. That doesn't ring a bell?"She didn't react."Never mind then," he said. "What kind of person would I be if I let you freeze to death, while I was warm in bed?" I wasn't going to die." You wouldn't have lasted another half hour," he said. "It's 22 out there, ten degrees below freezing. With. It was her agent with a message for Emi. It seems that Mrs. Beecham had already used her influence and had gotten some work for Emi. The agent wanted to know if Angel had seen Emi since Friday night at the Beecham estate. ‘Here’s the deal Angel, I got a flight booked for Emi to L.A. tomorrow morning. It leaves from Miami at 6am. She’s gonna have to get up way early, but she’s gotta be on that flight,’ the agent told her. Angel was a little disappointed that their weekend was going to come to. Is this what you were talking about? Amy said from behind us. In her hand was one of the largest strap-ons Id ever seen, at least ten inches, with a ribbed shaft and twin vibrators for both partners. Christ, Cassie, what were you planning with that thing? I asked. Cassie pulled Eves tit from her mouth with a satisfying pop. I never roll into enemy territory unarmed, she replied. And look! I ended up needing it. Cassie you whore, Eve scolded. You dont plan on having me fuck you in the ass with.