The one who called me Sugar used to wait until he was nearly too drunk to stand, then push me against the bathroom sink and have me. His curly hair in...my shoulder, biting my breast. I don’t even remember most of it, just having a throat too sore to protest when my best friend would pull me from the mattress on the floor. She’d help me on with my pants and cardigan, shove me into her car, and never say a word. Her shame was equal to mine, and we kept each other’s secrets. Such friendship is so. " Ryan and Scarlett were engineers working in the oil sands and were going to a meeting to present a new idea for increasing profit while lowering water usage. Scarlett was a chemical engineer and worked in the lab while Ryan was a petroleum engineer and work on site. Ryan hip checked her out of the view of the mirror and rubbed his five o'clock shadow. "I'm not gonna shave." he smirked and looked at Scarlett. "it's okay like this." Scarlett glared at him. "Don't even think about it, you might. " He said ignoring the work that Fawkes had actually undertaken. "Now Percy I need you to go and arrange the rent on the cellar, Fawkes will show you who to see." He said looking at Thomas Percy who nodded"Certs Robert, I'm sure that the Privy Purse will extend to that." Percy said with a smile, finding it funny to make the king pay for his own assassination."If not then I'm certain that we couldst pay one way or another." Catesby said nodding."Well?" Robert Cecil asked his man."It all went to. How about tonight” Craig rather surprisingly responded looking at me and I nodded laughing, putting my head into his arm as he practically dragged us home. Soon enough, Noel parted ways with us in a huff up another street to his home, but I wasn’t bothered as he was a bit immature although initially I had pictured ending the night in bed with both of them. Maybe another time. We continued our way home, the snow driving into our faces at a relentless pace and as we approached our street I.