Then I began the task of packing; I had plenty of help. I wish I could have done it alone, it would have been easier.The dress shop had put all the ex...ensive clothes in fancy carrying cases for a price. I packed tee shirts, panties (old fashion and thongs), bras, panty hose that I had no intention of wearing, socks and the like along with all the girly things I needed went in a small duffel bag.Another large duffel bag was filled with gym shorts and workout clothes, a week’s worth of jeans,. It's a bit like chicken and egg now. By the way, do you apply them tocommodity trading as well as currency?" Eh. Our desks do currency but I suppose we could do commodities. Thefactors are wider though, weather predictions, fuel costs, leading totransport costs and there's food politics involved as well. To tell thetruth, neither Shirley nor I have ever bothered much with commodities; -foods or minerals. You have to depend so much on analysis developed byyour colleagues, - you know, 'ear. I pouted and shook my head 'no'. I was standing facing him."Now I'm definitely gonna!" he said. "From now on you're gonna have to obeymy every wish if you don't want pictures of your camel-toe sent to everyonewe know!" Then he reached over towards me, lifted my skirt, and gave me aquick slap on my vagina. And then he grabbed me by my shoulders, kicked myfeet out from under me and pushed me down to the ground. He pinned my legstogether between his legs, and locked my knees together once more.. ”“I need some time, Nicole.” “Please, Dave! No one else on the team will even talk to me. I miss you. I just…” Her eyes fall to the ground as tears roll down her cheeks. “I just don’t want to lose you.”After a brief silence, she looks back up at me. “Will you at least come to our game tonight. I know you’re still suspended, but that doesn’t mean you can’t watch us.”“I don’t know… Zach and my father’s funeral is this weekend.” She looks as if she’s going to shatter. A feeling I know all too.