After a month,I was positively skeletal and a perfect size 2.Tuesday and Thursdays are salon days. I knew something was up right away.Giselle pinned m... hair up and sectioned a line across my nape at the top ofmy ears. Clippers shaved me nearly bald from the line down. They coloredmy hair but wouldn't let me see. Lots of curlers in rows, bangs hangingforward. I could feel Giselle trimming my new bangs to meet the curves ofmy eyebrows. In short order, they had me in a prissy little black suit,. Three coffees later I was feeling almost human again. At about eleven everything went off, computers, printers, lights, the lot.A power cut - serious enough so ensure no more work today, so we were all sent home…not before being told we would have to make the time up by working late over the next few days.I turned the key and opened my front door, picking up the assortment of bills, circulars and charity bags that had been deposited through my letter box. I sifted through the letters and placed. Officer Stelinsky stepped aside and Jamus moved to the cell door as it slid open, grinning victoriously. He bumped into the officer deliberately and snatched his wallet. As he approached the main desk he dumped the wallet into the garbage can, mere moments before the janitor grabbed it. He signed the paperwork and emptied the contents of his envelope onto the counter. ‘Hey, Trisha? What happened to the three hundred dollars from my wallet?’ he inquired. She just shrugged. Jamus rolled his eyes. The lift was fitted with all round mirrors so it was impossible not to look at him. He noticed her interest and motioned towards her with a smile and gently took her hand kissed it and introduced himself as Emerson, his kiss even to her hand made her tremble and she tried to discreetly rearrange the blouse so that her breasts were not so exposed. He touched her hand again it was to reassure her that he enjoyed seeing her hard nipples and gently cupped both her breasts with his hands. Rachel.