The check comes and its $1,000. I make sure she sees it before paying. She looks impressed. Back in the car, she thanks me for the meal and says she's...been so stressed out about money. Creditors have been hounding her. I tell her I could give her a loan if she needed. She says that's sweet but she couldn't pay me back for a while. I said there might be other things she could do to get the money. Her face gets serious. She asks me like what. I tell her to use her imagination then take her hand. I think they had competitions to see who was the loudest, or who could have the longest orgasm. They’d move their beds, and each get their boyfriends to fuck them up against the wall between their rooms, so you could hear them from halfway across the street: thrusting thighs and the banging of bare arses against the plaster. Lottie – Lastly, there is Lottie. It was her stupid idea that we all write something for this advert. And she keeps interrupting me on MSN while I’m trying to write this,. I don't know if you remember, but you started giving off this really intense white light. Then there was almost like a reaction - a huge wave of reddish-purple 'stuff' completely covered me. I could feel it in my lungs, in my mouth, everywhere. It was almost as if I was absorbing it. That's when I felt different. Changed maybe."There was a clue in there somewhere I thought and I focused on that night in an effort to learn more."What changed exactly?" I asked her."I'm not sure. It wasn't like. " Its just that I never thought of us, you know, like that before. Have you?"This conversation was getting pretty deep now, but I just let all inhibitions go."Well, I can't say that I ever really thought of us actually doing anything, but yeah, I've thought about it." Like, when?" she asked."Like when I see you running around in a towel after a shower, or like the other day when you came into my room after you showered, you know, when you weren't wearing anything but a towel. Times like that.".