The big bed on which she’d played with her lovers and her brother was gone, a low table surrounded by a squashy sofa and arm chair in its place. Ron...stood on the far side of the room, one foot propped on a window box as he looked out onto the school grounds, watching the pink and orange glow of the slowing rising sun."What do you want, Ron?" yawned Ginny. "It’s still so early and we were all out late last night."Ron turned and motioned toward the sofa, willing Ginny to sit there, as he seated. “I came by bus. I live in ‘Lower Parks’”, she said. He knew ‘Lower Parks’ was an old suburb that was one of the first ‘housing commission’ estates and was down the scale for employment and investment, most if not all were on welfare and it was also the dumping ground for the new arrivals, mainly refugees. That hadn’t always been the case. The estate had been built to house the employers of one of the State’s main heavy industries, they even had their own rail station and it had thrived for. She longed to cuddle up in front of the telly. She would have loved to stroke and to lick and suck a manly cock, but the limp, pathetic thing between her own legs would put any real man off sex for life. The following evening was Anna’s 27 th birthday, and she’d agreed to go out for a night on the town with Angie and two other girls from work. Jenna and Sue were both in their early thirties and typical bubbly Lancashire lasses. Anna had agreed under pressure, to a makeover and the. My next class with Amber was study hall. I was glad for it because I would finally have a chance to let my mind go and try to think. I took my seat next to Amber, as always, and laid my head down on my desk. I was instantly lost in thought and oblivious to the world until a small paper ball lands on the desk in front of my face. I sit up and stare at it as if a tiny UFO had just landed. "Open it!" Amber whispers to me. As I pick it up Amber leaves her seat and heads for the front of the room. I.