They're all slits,"Steve grinned."Oh! No offence Cassie," he apologised."None taken boss; I don't have one." Cassie smiled back."We could just hijac... the money during the runs but I'd prefer a permanentpiece of the pie so I'm sending Cassie in," Steve said."Why Cassie?" Snake interjected."Because in case you haven't noticed Snake; and I'm sure you have, you'renot stupid; Cassie is one hot chick. She's our chick!" Steve replied."And I think the Sisters are more likely to negotiate with her. It scared Brenda as much as it did me. We both just knew that Glenda was injured and we would all get into all kinds of trouble for hurting her.Glenda didn't even blink. She said it had happened last night too and her mother had explained everything. It would stop soon and she wanted to get on me anyway.I thought it was icky, I had seen my mother's used pads so I was not scared anymore but kind of put off.She insisted and once on me moved even harder than ever before. I remember because it. He wasn't expecting to see Emma waiting for him in her battered Ford Transit; he was used to walking the mile to the bus stop on the main road or scrounging a lift from Charlotte, but Emma waved at him from a car parking space she was squatting in and he walked over."I got it," he told her. "Well I got what I think you wanted. Plans." He held up his USB key and Emma threw the van into gear and they left the mock Georgian mansion, heading for her flat."Excellent," she said softly and flicked on. Miguel returned a few minutes later, "You wanted to meet more boys yes?" he asked."On the beach maybe," Sandra admitted as she tried to stand up, failed and sprawled across the bed again."I have Mr John Smith and his brother to meet you," he said.John stepped smartly into the apartment, "Charmed I'm sure," he said, "Don't waste much time eh!" he said as he admired Sandra's bare tits."No, is best not waste time time is money," Miguel agreed."I'll hang my jacket in the wardrobe if that's all.