She’ll call us to let us know whether she’ll be able to get away.”She put her phone down on the table and sat down. Her disappointment was obvio...s.“It’s okay, babe. As you said, she might still be able to join us. And if she can’t, well, there’s still ‘Mike’ and ‘Jenny’,” I said with a wink, trying to cheer her up.“Yeah… I guess,” she said, not sounding any less disappointed than before.“So, what do you want to do now that since Carmen isn’t going to meet us until later?” I asked as we sat down. " "Cart? Show me!" Walter produced the card and handed it to Madame Ruth. As it touched her fingers, it seemed to vanish. "Probably a trick of this crappy lighting," Walter thought. "Hand!" Madame Ruth barked. "Ye hand!" Taken aback by Madame Ruth's abrupt behavior, Walter nonetheless extended his right hand for her to grasp. The first thing Walter noticed was just how cold her hands were. That thought was replaced quickly by a thought of concern over just how impossibly tight Madame Ruth was. I had heard a rumour in the staff room that you were selling it, Monica”“Selling it, sir?”“You know exactly what I mean - offering oral sex in return for cash. You know what that makes you, don’t you? Quite literally, you’re a cock sucking little whore, Monica”“I didn’t hear you complaining a moment ago.”“No, well. I’ll have a word with the bursar. There’s quite a bit in the account for helping our poorer boarders and although I know your parents are not too hard up, I’m sure we can find a. She doesn’t care if it’ll be a man or woman she picks up tonight.As she approaches the bar, she’s a shapely figure in a long red dress belonging to a person with lovely blonde hair. She keeps an eye on the woman while she mingles and after several minutes of talking with a few different men and women, Alison decides to approach the lady.“I notice you have had your eye on me since I came in,” Alison says to the woman as she steps in close.“Jennifer,” the woman introduces herself just loud enough.