I had this fantasy where we’d be naked, and Eddie’s dad would burst in with a bunch of other cops and drag him off to jail. I knew it was hopeless... because Ransom was too smart to get caught.As things turned out, though, that’s just what happened. All I had to do was stand up for myself.It was Wednesday, and I had three more days to go before my next “lesson.” I’d been restless all day, not paying much attention, shifting around in my seat. Sitting in that hard desk chair made my bottom start. We’ve got the first phase all begun, so why not continue? Everyone, let’s take turns fucking Camille,” I directed the rest of the men, all of whom began to line up ... except for Felix and Emily’s exes.“That includes you guys,” Emily urged them, “We can talk about what future we may or may not have, guys, but if you want a chance of ever being with me again, you’ll take your place in line and help screw Camille within an inch of her life. Time for the camcorders, guys?”“Very much so, as long as. Of course we'll do things the way you want them done. It's just that I am supposed to be in charge of research and development, but I'm being left out of the loop."Linda smiled at him, a more sincere smile this time, and reached over and took his hand. "I know how you must feel, Fred, but we have to find out what happened to my husband before I would feel safe giving you the processes." Linda looked around the table at each of the executives. "Right now, I believe that whoever has the processes. They all gasped and exclaimed at my new hairstyle. I now had hair very similar to Helen, Jane had a short, layered cut,while Beth and Margo both had long hair in buns. In my fantasy, I had beenroom senior, but now I was the same age as Beth and I felt I had let her downa bit in leaving the bun-set and committing myself more to St Austell's wayof life by cutting off my hair. She was the only one not to compliment me,disappearing into the bathroom without a word. Margo looked as if she feltthe.