"That's your pep talk?" Sorry, didn't mean it that way, but you know what I meant, so now is notthe time to be fucking sensitive," said Allie, getting...mad at him. "Howabout stop being a pussy and go get your man before she does? I meanseriously just go, and you worked your ass off all night so the bitchcouldn't take your boyfriend, so don't let her now!" Jeez," said Kyle. "I hate when you're right?" Which is always, now move your pretty ass," ordered his sister. "Any ofthat shit I just said. Some of the men were casting furtive glances at me. Finally, the deal was made. We succeeded. After the meeting was over, the boss pulled up to me. ?You put up a great show, Tiffany. Please do not recover too quickly! We will be making good money,? he smiled contentedly and winked at me. His words sounded more like a curse to me. I frowned. He patted my shoulder before leaving. Chapter 11 – Pamela It was a quiet Sunday afternoon. I was sitting in an armchair, watching TV.. That was part of the agreement.I asked Tommy when I could have my body restored and he said that assoon as I came up with the fifteen thousand it would take to pay theprofessor to do it. I rolled my eyes. He also added that it might be agood idea to make a little money to get started on. After all, he hadpointed out, it might take me a little while to get another job as aman. I had to admit he had a point and I had lived with being a whoreall this time, a little longer wouldn't kill me. So, I. Toby was working hard himself. Without fail he would do an hour’s piano practice daily, more at the weekends. He too had homework. As things stood he would be taking his GCSE a year early at fifteen rather than sixteen. He also had his cricket in the summer and hockey in the winter.Allie had been a bit pouty to start with that he was not always available to her but she soon dovetailed in. They still walked Alf on Saturdays and Sundays and she would often slide silently into the room and sit.