Ms. Kulick walked in a moment later. She had my clothes neatly folded in her arms. Instead of simply setting them on my bed so I might dress myself, s...e helped me get dressed.I often enjoyed watching my girls get dressed just as much as when they got undressed. However, to be honest, I didn’t watch them get undressed very often. Usually, we were too far gone in need to watch each other undress. I didn’t have a bond with Ms. Kulick, which meant I didn’t have to be careful around her. I didn’t. After William finished his third quest he insisted that John try it and make his own save. “C’mon, just give it a go!” William replied after John declined. “Nah, I’m good, I’m having fun just watching you,” John said with a sly smile. “Yeah, you’re having fun mocking me, more like,” William feigned a pout and stuck his tongue out at John. Indeed, all the while he was playing, John loved to comment at William’s various mishaps, including one particularly funny incident when William got. When I first looked into it as my own, I had been handsome. Huge, powerful, immense. Brilliant, a self-made businessman from Avenue I. A man to be reckoned with. A man with a beautiful wife, a man of great wealth.Now I was old. Shriveled. Tiny. Weak. Unable to walk well. In great pain. The money has been running out. I was a shadow of all I had been.I left the bathroom, shutting the door so firmly, the window wanted to break. But it didn't. I clumped my way clumsily to the elevator, and opened. After tying my hair back into a ponytail, I pull ashort denim skirt and long-sleeved black top on over my dancewear, beforegrabbing my dance bag and heading downstairs to where the taxi is alreadywaiting to pick me up."Mornin', darling," the cabbie- a slightly overweight man in his mid-forties- says as I slide onto the back seat. "Hey, aren't you StephAbbott?" Umm, yep, that's me!" I say with a smile."Thought I recognised the name!" The cabbie chuckles in his thick Londonaccent. "I've got a 14.