"No...no, I haven't. I'll have it for you by three o'clock." Good. And this better be the last time." He gave her a crushing, condescending look and t...rned and walked away. Vader had never liked her since she transferred into his office just under two years ago and now he had reason to press harder. Her work over the last three weeks had been slipping, shoddy. She was scared, knew the end was coming. There was no way she could maintain all three of her lives at the same time, something had to. What the hell is it? We been pals a long time, if there's something..."Art chomped on the chalky discs, his lips stained white with alkaline.On a lighter note, Buddy chuckled, "How did Kathy like her garden?" Kathy never got her garden." Art stared straight ahead, his eyes squinting, his mind plotting, thinking."What?" They sped through the intersection."Talked to Bill," started Art, crossing his arms over his back of a motorcycle."That doesn't sound like Kathy to me!" Buddy paused, then rested. I decided to go take a shower and change clothes. As I went upstairs and walked down the hallway to my room, I heard sounds from Mom's room, and not just any sounds. These were the sounds of passion. As I neared her room I made sure not to make any noise. I needed to find out what was going on. Mom's door was ajar, so I quietly pushed it open just a sliver, enough to see inside. To say I was shocked would be a massive understatement. There, on the bed, lay Brenda. She was naked as the day she. "I didn't know you'd purchased a new slave from the convent." I'm not a slave" Christi grinned, "well, not yet, anyway." She twirled again to show off her risqu' leg wear. "I just want to make sure our 'friend' treats me with all the disrespect an overdressed party pooper deserves." Gee, I can understand that," Ray sounded uncomfortably official, "but I could get in trouble if I let you wear those hose-things in public. Maybe you could put them in your purse until we get to the mo... , to where.