“Yes” she replied “I left my money in my bag that I stored away. And I need something to eat”. As a tear falls from her perfectly prepared eye.... “Don't worry, It would be my pleasure to buy lunch for you”.While we had lunch. She told me her name was Abbey. She explain that she was leaving an abuse relationship. That she explain that she was going to Bakersfield too. That she had decided to leave Oakland for good. Because after her father died her husband had some gambling debts that he owed to. I'd let the whole thing slide right over my head at the time, but now it loomed a bit larger.Still, there was a coffee machine in the room, and I guessed I could survive that long. They'd upgraded my accommodations, given the dearth of business, and my room was considerably more spacious than the one in the downtown hotel. I set the machine to work while I did my morning toilette, including a long hot shower, and by the time I was ready so was the coffee. By then it was quarter to five, and. ." Gail, I'm going to work. We can talk about this later." He turned and walked out of the office, leaving Gail staring after him, her mouth open in astonishment.Instead of trying to figure out such a confusing man as Howard Pleas, Gail went outside and began to tell the office supply deliverymen where each piece of furniture should be placed. Atwood told her there were several nice chairs for the front waiting room, plus a desk, a two-drawer file cabinet, two client chairs, and two bookcases. "Just mentioning that they could end up in ADP was enough to shake them all awake. And they all started to walk towards her, so they could enter the building and go to the courtyard. At least, it didn't seem that their principal was mad about the sexual things that had happened in front of the school.Sandra was still standing there, panting and looking at her principal with some frustration in her eyes. Just a few seconds more, and she would have had a marvelous orgasm. But instead, here she.