"Is a very wise man, Lady Garth," I added, "May I wish you good day?" "No indeed you may not!" Lady Garth insisted, "Not until this matter is settled....I groaned, my head was far from cleared yet, "Then allow me some privacy that I may dress,"I asked reasonably enough."No, I shall remain," Lady Garth insisted."Then so be it," I suggested and I pulled my night shirt clean over my head to stand naked, sadly unaware that my cronies had writ "Pinkertons Prong a shilling an hour," across my belly in. Let’s take a school or university, since they’ve often been the targets of terrorist attacks. This scenario is just the main entrance to a school. The drones can move fast, but obviously they can’t go through doors, so while they can monitor a large area and multiple floors, a single drone can’t patrol multiple floors. My suggestion would be to patrol the area around a school and deal with issues outside, rather than inside a building.”Just then a typical school entrance appeared with teenagers. . eh, week ... no, month and year at my job! I don't quite know how I got suckered into getting a job at a jail, but I do know why I was being kept there. The paycheck was nice, and in an economy such as the one that our "Great White Hope;" ex president G.W.Jr has put us in, being with out a job isn't an option. (I'm sorry to sound racist in that last statement, but sometimes the truth just falls out of my mouth when I talk; but that's not the reason that I'm writing.)I didn't want to go. They'd been "seeing each other" since Christmas, when my boyfriend Dougie, who happened to be her boyfriend Doug's stepbrother had told her how much Doug cared for her. I think "worshiped" is the word he actually used.Talk about your backwards relationships. Up till last Halloween, Doug had been "that sorta heavy guy" on the football team. Tiff was grounded and all the desirables were at their parties, so she settled for Doug. Their sexual antics that night were anything but loving.Tiff didn't.