In the building, I sat down on a couch. My colleagues left me alone. I didn’t think about the consequences and was sitting naked without anything to...hide myself except my torn dress. Of course, I couldn't call my son to bring a new dress for me but one of my colleagues ran home to bring one so I could leave the building.I put on my high heels, stood up, and started walking around the room. I stopped at a table in the middle of the room and spread my torn dress on it, standing over the table and. A timid looking girl of perhaps 13 or 14 came into the room and approached the desk. She was slim and pretty dressed like the other girls at the school in a knee length navy blue pleated skirt and white blouse. She handed an exercise book to the headteacher. Mrs Strickland flicked through and tutted, finally handing the book to me. It was a story - written in what I thought was quite passable handwriting."You see Mr Bates", she said to me and stood up holding the cane. "Discipline concentrates. And as she watched her sleeping, a plan started forming in her mind, and slowly she realised she had to marry herself if she was to have a chance to get her clutches into Briar Rose as she wanted it, beyond reason itself. So, she finally pulled herself away from her sleeping tower, and went to find a husband of her own, a kingdom and a son that she eventually gave birth to. With this last piece of the puzzle in place, the king became superfluous to her needs, so she arranged for a hunting. “Here’s your drink,” said Arielle as she slowly handed him his drink. “And here’s mine.” Then she placed the tray in the back seat, out the way. “To your dream come true, your new car. Congratulations, baby, you deserve the very best.” They clinked their glasses and began sipping.Bo noticed that the drinks were pretty strong. Maybe it was all the excitement, but he was beginning to feel a little buzzed. “Wow, baby, you really made these strong. I don’t know if we’ll be able to take a ride any.