We were past the small talk. We knew each other's name, we greeted each other in the mornings, said good-byes in the afternoon. The Friday that Ben wa... on his way to see me was a bus ride home nightmare. There was a different bus driver and she was a terrible driver. She hit every bump possible. The bus was crowded that afternoon. More crowded than usual. I was standing next to Jerome like I usually do, but I was pressed up against his body. Everyone was smashed into each other and there wasn't. I could hardly wait until lunchtime and in the meanwhile, I just had to find a way in there, since I didn’t have a key. It was finally time, to release the class for lunch. I decided I would just walk right behind the next person that went in, and just act as if I belonged in there. If I got caught and was fired, it was not like I would be out much. Being a nosy female, my curiosity was getting the better of me. I saw a woman approaching the door, and I immediately got behind her, she turned. I can be a pretty light sleeper at times. When I looked up at the stairs, a pair of bare legs were descending the staircase, Thick powerful legs that made my mouth water, then the body parts only belonging to males came into view. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I kept them shut as he came down the rest of the way and walked right along the couch. I opened my eyes once it sounded like he was past me and I got a glorious view of his broad, strong back and deliciously round buttocks.. The horror of the Barbiemaker had been a tabloid mainstay for months and by now everybody knew the kidnappers hallmarks: Waking up in a strange place attached to machines, the sinister talking doll head and twisted games that only a fraction of people ever won. The girls knew they were in trouble and they knew they had to win."Hello Stacy, hello Rebecca." began the voice. "Co-captains of the cheer squad, two of the most popular girls in school, a slew of lackeys on hand to follow your every.