"Why would I want to talk to a bimbo stripper about my problems?" Quinn barked."Because I know where you come from," Courtney answered bluntly. "I kno... a lot about your situation and the kind of business you're in. I wasn't, like, always a bimbo stripper, y'know. You had a lot to do with that."Quinn sighed. "I know. I'm sorry. I never should have agreed to that. It wasn't until a month after you were released that I found out what was done to you was done against your will. I can never forgive. Tracey said she was failing a course that as far ashe had known no girl in the history of tis college had ever failed. With a feigned look of concern Miss Johnson asked Tracey what course could be giving her so much trouble. In a small voice Tracey squeaked Sex Ed.With a big smile Miss Johnson told Tracey that that had been her favorite subject and would do anyhting she could to help and asked waht was giving Tracey so much trouble. Tracey explained that her assignment was to find and report. Perhaps I was being to strong with the word friend. I'd like to think that a woman who took my breath away was a friend, but at this rate she probably sees me more as a r****t. It was on one of these anxious mental rants that I checked my messages again half expecting the police to barge into my room any minute. Finally there was a message from her:"Hey, how have you been?"Simple and what I would have expected from her. It's the perfect way of saying I'm not offended, but I want to pretend like. .. Without sufficient evidence, we are very difficult....."Violet looked at the bureaucratic police chief in front of her, angry but helpless. "Well, Director, I know your difficulty, so that I can investigate and collect evidence myself, and only hope that the Director can give me support in the back." Well, that's the best, but you have to be careful, Vilot. This group is not easy to deal with." When the director heard that Violet had taken over the task himself, his embarrassed face.