Tag took a CTS Sports Sedan in that sexy red with automatic transmission. He could have taken anything on the floor, but he wanted something with a ba...k seat. The Escalade was just too damned big to park conveniently at school. Tag thought that Tag's Chariots painted on the side door in gold would really be sharp. Besides, the car could be ready for him in only a couple of hours, so he grabbed it.His dad needed to stay at the dealership for a few hours so Tag drove his dad's car home and. “Look Dane, I’m not mad at you and I totally understand. You’re a very hot guy and the right girl will come along soon I’m sure. You just can’t be doing that. What if someone came in there and saw you groping me?" His head was hanging down, he wouldn’t make eye contact with me at all. I felt truly bad for him. His loneliness combined with too much drink got the better of him and I didn’t want him to think I was mad at him. “Dane, if I was a single girl I’d be all over you right now.” With those. “It’s always Lance something, I don’t care anymore. You’ve promised too many times for it to be worth anything anymore. Now stop your yelling, your brother has a headache and I’m not changing my mind.” Her mother stated, finalizing the argument.”---Jace woke up the next day with the same ill feeling as the previous day; his headache hadn’t left and was just as painful. ‘Man, this is gonna be a loooooong day’ he thought to himself. He walked to the bathroom and started to take a leak and noticed. ’ It was Gene Markham, Julie’s boss. ‘I’m on time so don’t bitch at me!’ she angrily retorted. She was the catalog manager and chief of the complaint department. She was very good at her job, deftly handling orders and satisfying the complaining masses. Her lunch break consisted of a tuna sandwich and a coke. Nine hours later, having handled several dozen return complaints and numerous catalog orders, she gathered herself up and headed for the car. ‘How about going with me for an after work.