"He pumped my hand. "I wouldn't have it any other way."He let go and held out his had to the other man. "This is Rob Andrews. He writes for the Gazett...."Andrews held out his hand and shook mine. He held up a small tape recorder and said "Do you mind?"I shook my head and then he said, "I remember you. I did a short interview with you when the baseball team made the playoffs." Yeah, I thought you looked familiar. Too bad we lost the first game." Maybe this year," he said."We'll see. We lost some. It was almost six o’clock. “MIRACLE!” I yelled, glancing around the house. “I’m leaving!” Nothing. I bit my lip. She’s probably just mad I’m leaving, and ignoring me. I thought, shaking my head. With that, I grabbed the car keys to my father’s car; which he left, in case we needed to go anywhere. Shutting the door behind me, I drove to my friend’s house; where we were meeting at. ***** FIVE HOURS LATER ***** For some reason, Miracle was in the back of my mind the entire time I was out.. She wasn’t lying. “So why the change today?” Kayleigh threw back the covers and turned over. I counted twelve straight lines across her bottom. “I refused to do it tonight. I bought this really lovely dress and she said it was too short and I looked slutty in it. Really. Me, slutty, I don’t think so Anyway, she spanked me, but when she told me to give her the afters I said no. So she said in that case I can swap places with you. You. Janice giggled. "You will have it someday sweetie. Go on have a seat. Did you want something to drink? I know I can't give you alcohol but did you want a soda or something?" Janice asked heading towards the kitchen."Uh no thank you. I'll just relax here."Christine took a seat on the leather couch and layed her head back. She hadn't gotten much sleep the previous night so her eyes felt tired. Janice came back and turned on the stereo. Slow jazz music played and Janice kicked off her heels and.