" Hey to much info that's enough." You want me to hook you up with Coach Holmes?" No thank you, I'm not interested." Okay suit yourself, but just in c...se you want to know he works late at his office, and he has a bed in his storage closet for when he's to tired to go home late at night." How do you know so much about him?" I don't, but I fucked the coach he replaced, and we did our thing on that bed in the storage room when he would work late." It doesn't matter, I'm not fucking him." Yeah. Jen wasn't so sure that she appreciated his behaviour. It was like a rejection. Maybe he decided that she was a nuisance or maybe the kiss was not so important to him as it was to her. Either way his new attitude was convenient but not so pleasant.When the guests left Jen was overwhelmed by the need to scream with relief. She couldn't stand any longer the polite conversation or the fake smiles. All she wanted was a hot bath and a thrilling mystery novel, something that would make her forget all. Things like this usually irked Scarlet more than other crimes because it hit closer to home for her as a woman herself. She rushed in, shoulder tackling the mugger into a brick wall a few feet away. He slumped to the floor u*********s. Instead of rushing off she straightened herself and looked over to the girl to make sure she was okay. Before she could get two syllables out though, the girl had flung her arms around Scarlet, thanking her behind sobs and tears. Scarlet instinctively put her. .. 3F..."Ladies and Gentlemen, we will now begin boarding rows one through six, please come up to the terminal with your boarding pass. Rows one through six please."Seat 3F... you were on a plane... You sit up suddenly and scan around you. There's nobody else on the beach, you see no signs of anything in the water like a crashed plane. You look down at yourself and your clothes are... fine? That makes no sense, aside from being wet they are perfectly clean and even have a few of the creases.