“What are you wearing?”“Gray socks,” Ron ground his teeth as he answered. No one was punting his girl off the continent. “When tomorrow? Whe...e?”He hung up the phone. Cass had capped all of her markers and was putting them back into their package. Jocelyn poured herself a third coffee. Susie was stripping off her pajama bottoms and smirking at him.“No dice, girls. We have more work to do,” Ron said. He looked at Susie. “We’ll have to make this quick.”In the deepest conference room of the darkest. ’ ‘Vivian’s going to be angry,’ Bobbie remarked as she quickly brushed out her hair and applied a small amount of lip gloss. She was right too. Tim’s current girlfriend, Vivian, didn’t like to go anywhere on her own. She also detested Bobbie, and hated the fact that Bobbie had such an important place in Tim’s life. But the fact that Vivian shared Tim’s bed and had a place in his heart was something Bobbie would always envy. For as long as Bobbie had known Tim, she had loved him, and for as. From her own copious bag, Jacquelyn produced a good-quality digital camera which was capable of taking clear pictures indoors without having to use flash. She started with a couple of shots of the fully-dressed Principal slumped in her chair, with her hair dishevelled. The appearance that she had been found in a drunken stupor was confirmed by the half-empty whisky bottle which Jacquelyn had also brought with her, and which she positioned on the desk with a partly-filled glass next to the. Lots of grumpy, uncomfortable faces all trying to ignore the bitch that keeps coughing her fucking germs into the same air they breathe. "Don't worry people, she's being taken care of." I smile, enjoying having the train to myself. Any other time, I'd be having fun exploring the other hot women on this train, but my anger towards this one girl, I have to focus it all on her.I reach the cafe, the smell always so pleasant. Ignoring a few people waiting in line, I climb behind the counter. I make.