“I’m good with vodka,” Lashun adds. “Vodka doesn’t sound bad to me..” Sofia says as she sets her hand on my thigh. “What about you Justi..., do you like vodka?” “Honestly? I’ve never really drank before…” I admitted.“What!? Really!?” Sofia gasped, giving my thigh a squeeze. I nodded in response. “How have you never drank before?” “I guess I never really been to any parties before,” I tell her. “Never really got invited.”“How is that possible? I mean who wouldn’t want to have you at the party?. Tina’s nose was bloodied and her lip was cut. She was breathing heavily.“WHAT ?!! THIS LITTLE BITCH TRYING TO STOP ME FROM GETTING MINE !! UGLY LITTLE BITCH !! I HAD YOU FIRST ANYWAY !!!”Shit … and just like that, the closet door had swung open spilling it’s secrets.I saw Tina’s eyes dart in my direction.“YEAH BITCH !! HE LOVE THIS FUCKING PUSSY !!! HE JUST CANT GET ENOUGH OF THIS BIG ASS TINA!! HE SHOT HIS MAN SEED ALL OVER MY FAT ASS TWO DAYS AGO !!!” Tina’s eyes darted back and forth. The idea was to have a member of staff demonstrating the products in a provocative manner, something that Jaq was more than capable of doing.The day of the photo shoot arrived and Jaq certainly looked provocative in the outfit she had chosen for the day. The company had hired a car for the day as she needed to get to Birmingham from our London home. Jaq had asked me to go with her as some moral support, to which I gladly agreed.We set off from our London home at six in the morning to hopefully. ”“Except you’ll be in school.”“I’m thinking about quitting.”“Because of me?”“Because I don’t see the point. I’m studying to be a writer? How much will that pan out? How many writers actually make a living?”“I could say the same thing.”“It’s different. Being a novelist is different. Academia can only make you better.”“And not you?”“Horror stories? It’s all imagination and atmosphere. And if you get degrees you can fall back on them, especially when you get published, which I know you will. You.