" God I was sore after that night," I said thinking back to the Fuck party that Mel's boyfriend Pete had laid on for us. "My husband had to settle for...a tit fuck for days after, not that he minded of course." Lucky you've got the tits for it," she said, "I had to grin and bare it. Anyway I'm not seeing Pete anymore." Oh why's that?" I asked."Well he wanted me to do some more, but with a lot more guys but I said no and we had a row over it," she confessed."Good for you," I said, "anyone who. There was this Goth-girl named Carla, you know the type, black hair, black clothes, white complexion. She had the same attitude that Madonna the rock star had. The "I don't give a fuck" attitude towards life and the "I'm too sexy for my body" thing going on. She was such a bitchy tease that most of the boys in school hated her, but we all lusted after her at the same time. Anyway, I was up in front of the class ready to make my 10 minute mandatory speech when Carla who was sitting in the front. . from Rhys when Rhys spoke to Danse. There was definitely something there, maybe Rhys just admired Danse, but it felt like there was something more. Haylen was more than cute enough. Juan admitted to himself that he wouldn’t mind either bending Rhys over a desk and straightening his attitude, or finding a dark corner to take Haylen off to and see how she looks out of that uniform.Okay, he had agreed to do some work for them, to prove himself. Juan wasn’t actually too concerned about the. Well, the voice you've been hearing from me; he's been altering it just enough to screw up your voice-prints, as I expect you found out. But it sure sounded like me, didn't it?"He nodded."Yeah, and the voice-prints match, too, Spook's good with voices," I continued. "So that's how. You'll still get calls, but you won't know if it's Spook or me on the other end. Or even both of us, one talking and the other monitoring. You with me so far?"He let out a breath. "I see," he said."There'll have to.