"I may not be able to make it here for the holidays, but you won't miss me, Allison."Without turning, Allison responded. "Um, what do you mean?" Could...Analise be that aware of Allison's feelings from this last week? And could she be that brazen to bring it up in front of the family. When Analise didn't respond, Allison forced herself to turn around. Analise held a familiar looking envelope out to Allison. Allison immediately recognized the Delta logo, but the implications didn't register. As. ‘Look, I have to get up early, so if you don’t mind,’ Billy indicated that she should leave. ‘Okay, I’ll go, but I’m going to pick you up tomorrow after work. We can talk then, okay?’ ‘If you insist.’ ‘Please, just say ‘yes’.’ ‘Yes.’ Mrs. Gresham pulled into the parking lot the next day. Billy was standing at the front of the doughnut shop talking to Heather, who was dressed as nicely as Mrs. Gresham had ever seen. Heather and Billy shared a few laughs, Heather kissed him on the cheek and then. Julia...it was something similar to her own... at least it started with a "J" she was certain. Judith! That's it...fucking fat Judith Dartez. She'd gone to school with her back in the day. Always hated her because she had a big rack of tits that the boys used to always stare at. Looking down at herself, she realized she was impeded in the boob category any longer. She'd been barely a B-cup when she graduated high school...and after marrying Kyle, she'd packed on a few pounds...and found. Just as I was about to pass out, he slowly released his hold on me and I slumped in my bonds, my chest heaving as I tried desperately to fill my lungs with oxygen, He stared at me for a moment and then stepped back, slowly, backing towards the door but still fixing me in eye contact, as if to say; ‘that my girl was just the tip of the ice-burg.’ He reached behind his back for the door lever and slowly opened the large old black steel door. The two cameramen slipped into the room carrying mobile.