I stood up and walked over to it. I lifted the vinyl lined Styrofoam shell that covered it just high enough to stick my fingers in the water. It was...hot. "The hot tub is on. If we get in, we'll be warm and you can still smoke." I suggested.Belinda looked up at me. She looked annoyed and drunk. She was actually starting to act really bitchy. "What are we gonna wear, one of your step mom's swimsuits? She's way bigger than we are."I looked back to her as I pulled the lid all the way off. . "Robbie, we've always wanted to do a full set of AC/DC but without vocals we could never get away with it. If you could sing we could do it. How would you feel about trying to recreate the gig Angus and the boys did at the Glasgow Apollo in 1978?"How did he feel? That gig was legend, had given much of the recording that had gone on the live album the group had released! Robbie was excited to say the least but suggested a slight variation as the 1978 playlist would have omitted some classics. Fortunately, Patrick acted like he was the guilty party since there was no one else near Roberta when she started stumbling.I saw several members of the cheerleading squad get stopped for reasonable requests. However, Patricia and I were apparently considered old news since we were only stopped once on our way to our physics class. It struck me as funny since from what I remembered from The Program pamphlet, those who were going nude or almost nude only as a result of extracurricular activities. Despite the colour of her hair and her pale skin, she reminded him too much of his daughter. It was bad enough she now carried his child. He should have protected her instead of giving in to his weakness, his overwhelming need to join with her. He could not let her down again. ‘Do you know the girl who has attended me these past nights?’ ‘No. I know her name, but she tells me nothing, only that she is one of your household.’ ‘Speak to her. She will tell you how she serves me. She may even sing.