.why you fucking laffing though?” he sneered.“Nothing I remembered a joke...” I said trying to placate my laughter.“Umhhh...a joke?...Funny ah...aaah” he started laughing, God knows for what reason, well actually, the reason was alcohol of course, or maybe he was just dumb.Then he got serious again, though he was still funny to me, "Uhmmmm I need a fag...can you buy some? man, I-Im, skint, ain't I?"“No money, no fags...smoke is bad anyway” I told him.“C'mon maaaate….I show you a trick if you buy. The priceon the tag said $3.00.‘It’s perfect,’ exclaimed Charlie Brown, ‘I’ll takeit.’Linus looked at his friend as though he was crazy, buthe was used to Charlie Brown’s odd behavior so he letit slide and said nothing. Charlie Brown picked up thetree, knocking loose several needles in the process,and carried it to the checkstand. He laid his money onthe counter, got his change and they left, carrying thesad little tree. When they got to Charlie. She was positive he hadn’t come in. But she was going to make sure.She piled the books to be shelved onto her cart and wheeled it directly towards the back, pausing to peer around every corner and down every row of shelves.Nothing.When she finally neared the corner where the computer was she found herself holding her breath as she approached. He couldn’t possibly be there…but what if he was? What would she say, or do? She had absolutely no idea. She left her cart, crept around the last set. Bending over quite regularly and flicking back my long brunette hair. There must have been 12 guys watching my every move on and off table. I was enjoying every minute of it and so was my BF. As it became hotter I took my jumper off. I shook my hair and felt everybody looking at my figure. I went to the toilet to add bit more make up and perfume to really send them wild. When I came back my BF wasn’t there and the two guys asked me to help choose some records on the juke box. They let me take a.