Too late... Would you tell them I'm gone? I... I don't want another argument." I think that would probably be best," Ally acceded, the words catching ...n her throat. Hope receded into the bedroom just as Marcus appeared from his, a duffel bag packed and his guitar under his arm."Come on, Ally. I should go." Hope's going," Ally told him, plucking at her sleeve as her conscience plucked at her. She knew she hadn't fought the idea particularly hard, wanting to clear the way for Shawna and Marcus.. “Would you like to have dinner with me tonight, Alexandra?” I couldn't believe what was happening. My boss just asked me on a date. Okay maybe it's not an date, but still she ask me out for dinner. “Of course, I'll love to have dinner with you Mrs. Grace.” She smiled at me and said, “That's great, I'll be at your house around nine o'clock to pick you up.” Once I got home the only thing I could think about was that night. What if I say something stupid. What if I do something idiotic. What if. Both have been stimulated enough to get a hard on, just what she wants to see. The female guard makes a comment that if that is the best they can man up or they will be bitches for the rest of their lives inside.The doctor checks the rest of their vitals. They pass and are sent to the showers. While showering, Brent, all big and muscled, brags about how the much smaller and skinny Snake is going to be someone's bitch inside and he, because of his physique will get to pick his bitch. While Brent. He came up to me and asked what I thought of their salad.”Lorna’s chin dropped to her chest. After a moment she raised her head and took a deep breath, I saw a glint of tears in her eyes. “Then in the sweetest voice he asked me what I was doing that night.” She laughed softly, shaking her head. “Such a simple line, but he spoke to me as if we were friends, as if he knew me, had known me for years.” She shook her head again, her long silky hair waving as if puffed by a gentle breeze.“I felt.