Notwhen her job was on the line and her flatmate, her flatmate who wasleaving her, gave her the lifeline. She would deal with this abstractchild later... For now, her article was what mattered. She would focus onthat.Freya's words rung in her ears. She had won awards at J-School for herreporting, the benefits of which she promptly squandered. She had takena job at Time magazine but had immediately felt like she'd beenswallowed up. At college and J-school, she could focus on the work. Allthat. "I see," he said. "Was I being naughty?" You were being VERY naughty!" she said emphatically."So this dream means you want to get it on with me." He grinned."If you'll REMEMBER," she snapped, "I reminded you that dreams don't always mean what they APPEAR to mean. So just don't even think about it, buster." Hey, it was your dream," he said, holding up his hands. He shrugged. "My dreams aren't so complicated. In my dreams, we're just in bed doing it like minks." He grinned."This is weird," said. He reached for my hand and i literally melted out of that car and was glad that he was holding my hand because i felt as though i would float away as we walked to the front door. he jingled his keys a bit to find the right one to open the door. I followed him inside the dark house that smelled of cinammon and followed him to his bedroom. He sat down on the bed and patted the bed motioning me to sit next to him. I slowly edged to the bed and he took my hand and i sat next to him. He brushed the. I should have seen it coming. The bitch moved in next door. Some spoiled slut living off daddy’s money. He bought her the house, and she moved in with her two poodles. The first day I saw her showing off her body by the pool. She would run up and down the streets in tight shorts and tops showing off her bouncy boobs. All the men on the street timed their gardening with her running. I thought Steven was above it, but he wasn’t.”It had begun to snow, so I slowed down a little. The traffic wasn’t.