I hatched a plan. As soon as they closed the door, I mentally slipped the bolt in the hasp, effectively locking them in. I knew we needed to thin out ...he crowd before Bob and I executed our main plan.We also didn’t want ANYONE getting away or getting ‘in the way’. I HATED leaving the girls with these perverts, but ‘coitus interruptus’ was now only moments away.All but one girl had been taken and this last one was NOT wanting to go with the guy that selected her. He got angry and slapped her so. “If you would let me give you a real haircut you would look better,” she said. “You looked better when you were a real convict. They made you get a haircut then.”“Lucy, you have no idea what it’s like having somebody else decide what you should look like. Looking homeless without being homeless is my revenge on the system,” John tried to explain.“Okay, but couldn’t you find a better way to do it?” she asked.“I’ll think about it,” he said.“Are you sure you don’t want me to take you to the group. I am always looking for opportunities to get a sneaky peek taking ‘people watching’ to a whole new level to the point where I go out to specifically look for an edge.My favourite haunts are the park, the town or even strategically timed bus routes, they all serve their purpose.Sunbathing: this is always a good opportunity, I remember a few years back I had a neighbour with a teenage daughter, she would often sunbathe in her garden in her bikini and even on occasions just her bra and panties. My. She straightened out her wrinkled dress and adjusted her large glasses as she stepped forward into the light. Sarah wasn’t particularly familiar with all of the general education professors, but she did vaguely recognize the women. She looked to be in her late 40’s, with long, dirty-blonde hair that was in complete disarray, dark brown eyes that were magnified through her lenses, and a surprisingly full bosom despite here narrow frame… though Sarah didn’t want to be impolite and stare. “I was.