Thecrinkling sound of the bubbles evaporating was exhilarating that I gotchills once again.I grabbed a purple towel that my mother uses and slowly pad...ed down myskin, drying it out. I sat at her vanity and applied the lotion I wassold by a beautiful lady from BB&W. I stepped into a plush robe that Istole from a big chain hotel. As I was getting my make up supplies readyon the vanity table, I heard a ring at the door.I walked to the door and opened it without even thinking to look throughthe. Smiling to herself, she sat on the edge of the teacher’s desk, crossing her legs and allowing her short skirt to ride even further up her thighs. Miss Trottle leant back on one arm while she used the other to continue to drink the beer. Rich and Steve were now sitting at the front of the classroom; Rich was gulping away at a can of beer with his legs up on the desk. Rich was staring at her openly up on the desk. He was well built with short brown hair. Ever since Miss Trottle had been teaching. After setting the tray down on the study table, you glance up into your best friend's eyes, only to discover a look of horror plastered on her face. She is staring at you opened mouth, gaping. Turning to look at President Snow, you gasp. You immediately understand the look Katniss is giving you when your mind registers the expression on President Snow's face - one of lust. You are no stranger to those looks, seeing as every single Peacekeepers' eyes have locked onto you each time you walk down. “Isn't the airline supposed to give us a hotel room for the night? ““Good luck with that. The employees ran to hide as soon as the cancellation was announced.”“I guess I'll read a book and settle down in a chair.”“What are you reading?” She liked men who read books.“The Silk Road. Part of it's about Afghanistan--”“I've read it.”He looked at her with something of curiosity approaching adoration in his eyes. Maggie liked being adored. “Have you been to those places it talks about?”“Yeah, some of.