‘Everyone always wants to shoot the messenger-boy.’ Jinro accepted the cup and bore it into his bedroom. He took a cautious sip and toed through t...e clothes hamper. The creases on yesterday’s slacks were still faintly visible, so he set the cup down and pulled them on. ‘Not me, good messengers are too hard to come by,’ He said as he buttoned on a clean shirt. His empty stomach rumbled at the thought of a large, high-caloric meal saturated in Butter Pecan syrup with a yellow scoop of soy-butter. He is aroused and said “ok… I understand.. But you see… There could be sometime i may introduce you as my girlfriend to my client. Do you have any concerns in that? I said “no problem sir”. He continued “so we should start acting like lovers before that client, you know. “And i acknowledged by saying “i understand sir” and he said “well i expects my secretary should do more than the actual job” and he put his hand on my shoulder and said “why don’t we practice something as lover”.I hugged him,. I understand my abbreviatikns are atrocious. and my last story was… well.. i was down right lazy.. i do apologize and i hope t the sex scene makes up for it. to anyone who has stuck with me until oart two…. well i do thank you. UrnJohn woke up to start the day and get another day over with. As he got out of bed an was getting dressed he put on his usual basketball shorts and tshirt. He went down to the kitchen an ate his breakfast just as he finished he saw his sister come down the stairs. She. Magdalene reached down to shake her. The girl’s habit was damp and cold. She pulled her hand back, her palm tinged red. Magdalene jerked back, stunned. She had seen dead bodies before, normally in their cots where the aged nuns had died in their sleep overnight. But this wasn’t a natural death. The handle from one of kitchen knives lay on the floor partly obscured by the body that had collapsed onto it.She had no recollection of how long she stood there, staring down at the dead girl. Distant.