I can't believe Ted kept his cool. This guy frightened the hell out of me. I fumbled in my purse while Ted responded."Back off, Price. I didn't tell t...em you did it, just that we had words. This is private property so get off it before I give in to temptation and throw your sorry ass off it."This testosterone fest was getting out of hand. I could tell from the way that Price guy was turning red and tensing up."Stop it," I said loudly. "Get back in your car and get moving, whoever you are."That. He was also incredibly good at his job and supportive of his staff which is why the management had never fired him.‘I’m not sure, Arnold.’‘Chrissake, it’s Arnie, how many more times? And if you’re not sure what the fuck are you doing here. Wanna drink?’It was 11 am.‘White wine?’‘It’s scotch or gin.’‘Gin then.’ I waited as he poured and lit a cigarette. ‘I think I’ve got Liz Prosser, the councilor.’‘I know who she is. Get on with it.’‘She’s sixty and plays the marriage and family values card to. But I was holding my boyfriends cigarettes in my purse for him and my mom saw them when I opened my purse to get my keys out.I've tried alcohol. It was no big deal. I'm pretty sure that most kids my age have tried alcohol. I liked it better than smoking. But I didn't actually like it all that much either. I decided that I'd rather leave it than take it. I don't use drugs. I smoked pot a couple of times. It was fun. But it was even harder than smoking cigarettes and it was so damned. Like the Great Ram, the werewolf just disappeared in that red flash, forever dispelling the myth that a werewolf was a man bitten by a werewolf.... like the Ram, and, I am certain, the Nuns great Goat, returned to whence they came at the sun’s rising. I believe that is the reason the Goat chose the old nunnery as His home. No sunlight could ever penetrate it’s thick walls.Battered and bruised, my mother was delirious and weak from the UNholy rutting she willingly took part in. Even as I cleaned.