? It was her turn to be surprised. ?Holy shit.? Joe shrugged. ?Yeah. Well.? She stared at the floor for a moment... ?So how’d you get out?? she asked. He smiled. ?I shacked up with a crazy bitch, got a two year culinary degree, and knocked her up. How’d you get out?? She laughed. ?I ran from my mom’s house to my dad’s, held out two months, stole his car and drove it up the interstate until I ran out of gas.? He. Quickly she scrambled to her feet and moved in the pitch black searching for the door. Once she found it she started banging and screaming, PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME!, PLEASE LET ME OUT!, PLEASE she continued. After what seemed like hours of screaming and begging Lacie finally sat down and placed her face in her hands and started crying. What had she gotten herself into, and what was worse was that no one knew where she was, her mom would not get worried till morning at the earliest.After crying. Aaagghh, fuckit, oh! Fuck me! I mean, yes, yes – of course, please, yes, mmm ... aaahhh, do me! please-ah-ah-ah-agghhh!’She capably held me just tantalisingly on the cusp of orgasm, as she picked up a pen, turned to the final paragraph of the contract, crossed out the word ‘once’, wrote in ‘twice’ above it – and then, YES!!! – this alone nearly made me come – yes, with a laugh and a flourish, Ms Brewster signed my amended contract!‘Ooooh, thank you, thank you!’ I moaned, ‘oooh, please – take. " Elaine was shaking her head."No, not about the interview, but about what you want to say later." I felt guilty now. It was a bad tactic to introduce the idea of us having a serious discussion, the same day that Elaine was having this interview."Oh, shit! I didn't think straight, not when you have this on your plate. Elaine. Don't worry about our chat. We will get together. I had a lousy night yesterday, as I was so excited about where we are going. I was dreaming of you all the time." Well I.