.. I, uh... Look, can we just not talk about it?" I needed to consider all the angles. Had I actually proved anything? Sure it seemed like it, but w...at did I really know? Not much other than I had two older girls and my sister, now almost at my beck and call. "But don't you want to get back at Jen?" Jake pestered.I let out a sigh. I guess I was really going to have to play along. "How?" Well..." Jake thought, "If you got a picture of her in a compromising position, she might turn over the. As the rain passed and we walked back out to the car to leave I knew there was something about this stranger that intrigued me – something that I had to explore more. A few days later we went back, what should have been an awkward situation felt like home. I had only just turned 18 a month ago and with the excitement of a driver license and new car, I should have been viewed as a immature person in his eyes, but Brian who was a grown man of 33, looked at me as ifI was a mature woman, someone. She introduced herself and said that she would be in and out but just let her if we need anything. I said yes mam and she said just call me Gladys. I said my name is Brian mam and she laughed. My friend said just let him if there are any problems and left with Gladys. We began our work and finished for the day. I got there first the next morning around 5:30am and noticed that another car was in the drive. I yelled for Gladys that I was there but no response so I went on about my business. Then. There were one or two more people like her, hunched over laptops. Unconsciously she straightened her posture. She eyed the scone she'd bought. It held its place, daring her to take a bite. Is it really food? she wondered. Or is it merely Styrofoam with flavor? Not much flavor, if she remembered from the last time she'd eaten here. The drinks were decent, but the food was erratic. Deciding to postpone the battle with the breakfast food, she turned back to her screen. She was busy with schedules.