. What happened there?" Maya asked incredulously."I... I don't know! But we can't do this!" Taylor said. She made no move to get off her s!ster's lap,...however."Definitely. It's too wrong. It's... it's sick!" Maya cried. ".... Right?"That last question hung in the air, both girls fighting to control their desires.They locked eyes with each other, and immediately lunged forward again, resuming their heated kiss. As they made out, they struggled to undress each other. They pulled each other's. She was honestly the most annoying friend I ever had, pretentious and full of herself, thinking she had pornstar years of experience. We were randomly talking about guys, and she told me to go watch a scary movie with my date, cling to him whenever there is something creepy on the screen. I was like *mind-blown*, bitch you actually might know what you are talking about. I went to talk to him the next day at school and started awkwardly composing a story of how my friends watched some horror. "I am a police officer of this city. If you do not tell me the information I seek I'll file a case act action suit against you and sue your whole damn business for every fucking cent it has," Adam raged at the stupidity a person could show. "Pleasant Hope cemetery, this is Janet speaking. How may I help you?" Janet asked. "Who the hell is the person in charge at the place? I want to speak to the manager," Adam demanded "I am currently the head manager on duty. What seems to be the problem?". I’d ask a question, get a logical explanation and move on. Something didn’t feel right. So I went back at night when the Accountants weren’t there. With a DBA from the Accounting practice I found that a staff accountant was moving things around. The problem I would find would show him where I was at, and he’d move things ‘behind that’ so I wouldn’t find it. He was pulling out about $150K a year, maybe more.’ ‘Accounting practice? You’re no longer with…?’ ‘Oh, you don’t know what happened after.