.. Hey, did you know that she used to live with a woman. I mean, really live with, like husband and wife?”“No, I didn’t”“Well, just before h...r wedding, they had a reunion of some of her past friends, and someone - she says - had some photos of Lauren naked!”“Oh. That’s stupid!” she said, smiling as though he had made a joke. “I can’t believe it. It’s obviously a mistake, Maurice.”“Annemarie, where are these photos?” His eyes darted around the room as she responded, his face growing paler now as. I was always good at Maths, until I got lazy and couldn't really be bothered, but more on that later. I went into school the day after we were meant to have the test to find out one other person had been absent. Lauren Cash.Lauren had sat next to me in Maths for the past two years, and we may have had a small friendship, but nothing too big. The only real big thing I knew about her was that she was a giant slut, and thats putting in polietly. She was the one I lost my virginity too, and this is. Any attempt at escape would bring violent punishment, usually involving the death of the escapee as well as their colleagues. Death was rarely as kind as shooting: bayonets and officers swords were the favoured methods. I could not have believed that I would become used to the sight of a man being made to kneel down and then beheaded. I actually stopped feeling the shock although maybe at another level it was still there, just not registering on my conscious brain. I suppose that it is the. Jessica growled at him. Then she thought about it, she really did growl at him. The tension from the day and the traffic and elevator and then this jerk in front of her, she thought she was going to explode. No worse, she thought she was going to change. She couldn’t get her mind off of the smug asshole in front of her. All she wanted to do was rip his throat out and she knew that now she could. She was starting to sweat and she knew she had to get out of there. With the traffic there was no.