"Does St Trinian's practice corporal punishment, Miss Hoffman," I asked."Rarely" was the ambiguous reply.After the form-filling formalities had been c...mpleted, Miss Hoffmann led us via a rear door out onto an open paved quadrangle and through a door marked 'Billy Jean King Changing Rooms.'Lit from above by a skylight, the walls of the cavernous space were lined with dark brown wooden lockers. A few girls were changing after the lunchtime hockey practice, and out of the corner of my eye, I. She drew in a deep breath and closed her eyes, trying to help the time pass by imagining how it would go down, the road blocked perhaps? Two unfamiliar faces, the mysterious Skye and Cadance flinging open her door, perhaps crying Belind’s name in delight, only to find their doom in her instead?She smiled subtly as the carriage began to move, rocking her gently forward and back, her thoughts on what she would do to the mysterious pair. Kill them on the spot? Perhaps. Maybe one then the other,. She decided she would get a membership for the community pool. Her plan was to go as often as possible and hopefully she would meet some girls. Sunday morning she grabbed her suit and headed for the pool. She didn’t expect to meet anyone right away but she thought maybe going at a quieter time there would be more solo swimmers. She paid for a summer membership at the front gate and entered the pool change-room/shower area. It was poorly lit and yet it still appeared scuzzy. There was one. " We can always hope." Where are you going?" Elisabeth challenged as Natalie climbed into the SUV for the journey onto the city."My business," Natalie snapped, annoyed at her companion's inquisitiveness."I've been watching your movements. It's been nearly every single night this week." So?" Who are you seeing? You know the rules about outside liaisons?" I don't care. After hours, my time is my own." She stepped into the car, carefully disguising the large quantity of cash that filled her.