Jenny swiped the screen to shut off the ringing. "High, hon." She said, trying to sound cheerful and nonchalant. She switched the phone to her right e...r and put her left hand back over Boris' as he continued to massage her right nipple. She struggled to keep her composure and not let her voice break as she spoke."Hi; no, nothing's wrong." Yes, well I left a little early and went to get coffee at La Parisi."Jenn spun away from him and covered the receiver part of the cell phone."He wants to know. As their natural habit, they go to the bedroom and undress so they can fully feel themselves against each other. Back in the living room, Donald makes them the drinks they enjoy best as Emma brings out sandwiches and sides for them to munch on.They spend part of the afternoon into the evening watching more of the videos Donald had made, but as evening falls he gets the diary he has kept of Subject Z and gives it to Emma to read.“I’ll read it, Donald, but I want to hear you read the beginning. .. the kids at school always called me dumbgirl, because I can’t talk normal. They were doing to be hateful, of course, but I kinda grew attached to the name. It got me a lot of attention on IRC.I didn’t pass my pic around a lot, I wasn’t a pic whore or anything. Just a few simple face shots to people I knew and trusted. I didn’t ever send any nudes, I swear to god, you won’t be able to find them anywhere ‘cause I didn’t send them. I knew better than that, I knew that shit’ll come back to haunt. His taste is somewhatdifferent to mine."Louise was smiling as I went in with the bottle and two crystal wineglasses. "He called it extravagant, actually, and fed me gallons of hishome-made barley wine. It was absholutely revolting, but I could hardlytell him so, as I was trying to convince him to come back to BRATS."Was she slurring her words slightly? It occurred to me that Geoff'swines were renowned for their potency, and if Louise had been knockingthem back like barley water for a couple of.