"Rather a lot of your colleagues haven't made that important mental step yet, and they've got a shock coming. They're okay until about February, and t...en the job-finding process takes off pretty fast. Don't worry, we'll help you all. Prof takes it badly if any of our students don't find jobs as soon as they graduate; he reckons it reflects poorly on our course, so we work hard to maintain Cardiff's good reputation for the milk round."Julie was less happy that evening; she'd just been set. Never before had any one accused him of worrying too much. That was something he did not ever take a shine to. He supposed he had now. ‘We will see Maggie.’ He didn’t leave room for an argument. She grunted and didn’t look up at him. He couldn’t contain his smile. Even injured she had spunk. Maggie was standing at the door of the small hut when they broke into the clearing. She waited patiently as Cien pulled Regan down gently from the horse. Regan let out small whimpers of pain and knew that. Ishaved the important bits, once again finding myself absent-mindedlylathering up my face, not noticing what I was doing until I'd dragged therazor across my chin. "Sonofabitch!" I cursed, washing the goopy foamoff of my face. I finished cleaning myself up and got out of the shower,drying myself and my hair. The shaving had caught me off-guard,reminding me of the first symptom I'd discovered--picking up some of hismannerisms if I let my guard down. Phazblox was supposed to help withthat,. "Would it kill him to show a little fucking interest in me?" she mumbled to herself as she placed the straw in her mouth and sucked back a drink. She could feel herself on the better side of tipsy... that special place where you just want to be touched. That place where your sexuality is ready to explode out of your skin. She closed her eyes and sipped, thinking about that feeling she had, feeling sexy for a moment. She let the bass penetrate her body, feeling the vibrations rising up through.