Now, we do this my way and we all get promoted. Best of all, we ain't got to split the reward with those other losers, cause they're all dead. You wit... me, jerk-offs?" Reluctantly, the three men nodded their heads."Okay, first things first. Lower the blast doors. I wanna funnel them into the tunnel. See, we're gonna set up a nasty surprise," Tony said as he rubbed his hands together in anticipation. "You, jumbo." He pointed at the man who had defied him earlier. "Grab some sandbags and set up a. "I don't know about you," she said, a coy smile on her painted lips, she threw the cigarette to the ground. "But I could use that drink after that interrogation. There's a bar on twenty-eight and seven. Not too far from my place. What do you say, Detective?" Bumfelt stared at her. She was one fine piece of ass. Tight little body. Attitude and great legs. Why the hell not? "Get in," he said. She did. Bumfelt pulled out from the parking lot. He couldn't help but glance at her Legs. Fingerdoo. With all of my clothes destroyed Mrs. Bennett provided mewith stuff to wear. I wasn't exactly pleased that the only clothes inthe house that would fit me was from Chad's stepsister's closet. It wasmostly filled with skirts and dresses and such, but she did have a fewnormal clothes. With my long hair hanging free I still kind of lookedlike a tomboy, so I just wore it up in a masculine ponytail. I wasafraid that me sulking around for two weeks in her clothes would ruin theweek, so I told Chad. I was disappointed that his Harry Potter cape made it impossible for me to check out his backside as he walked away. My phone began to ring. It felt kind of weird. Naughty. It had never rung in class before because I always have it on silent when students are around. “Hey Miss Granger,” Josh had poked his head back around the open doorway. “Huh?” I looked up from the ringing phone, conflicted. God knows why. Let the bloody thing ring a few more times. “That dress is really tight.” I looked.