" Help? With what?" You better come take a look." She opened the door properly, and I followed her through. We walked down the hallway into the kitche..., and I stopped and stared. The table and bench were both stacked with wooden boxes of fresh red tomatoes, three crates deep in some cases. She looked at me, and grinned again. "Yeah. So, do you like them a lot?"As usual, I couldn't resist. Dropping my camera bag in the corner, I walked up and lifted the nearest box. "What exactly," I asked as I. Mark went to his room looked out the window and saw Mandy walking across the estate, he thought to himself like him she must be bunking off school. Mark knew both girls belonged to a street gang and were feared. He went back on the landing heard the door being unlocked and watched as Mandy came through it, he admired the way her uniform hugged her body. Mandy went to the door of their flat unlocked it looked at Mark and said ” you been here 3 days and not showed your cock yet” Mark just smiled. Sometimes he lived off women. Sometimes he told stories and passed the hat afterward. Sometimes he looked on the beach for things that he could sell.He knew what the ordinary seashells looked like, and the less ordinary ones that could sometimes be sold to tourists at high prices. There were stores in town that sold those, and on some good days Robert could get a couple of hundred dollars just for a day of walking.Robert Hardy did not know what to make of this shell. It certainly did not match. .. arteries? So, a few days of bandages and I’ll be fine,” the young man replied.“Your damn lucky that far worse didn’t happen to you,” Alex told him.“I saw the spikes on the way down. Not something I want to do again,” he said with a shiver.“Maybe of you had stayed with me, instead of wandering off like that, we wouldn’t be in this mess!” Zaelina berated. “You need to be more careful!”“Mother, why must I always stay close? Why can I not do things for myself?” he shot back.“Because it is my.