That is, they knew the roads, not what was behind the high hedges.They crawled carefully around another bend, all of them having now wound their windo...s down to try and get a better feel for where the sound might be coming from. It didn’t help that it was intermittent and would die down for a few seconds and then get louder again.“My side, I think,” said the driver.“Yeah,” the man sitting behind him agreed.After a few more seconds or careful listening, the other two also agreed that the sound. Dear diary, Alice is a bitch. She's a cunt, a dick, a heel, and a shitty friend. And I'm talking Judas Iscariot level bad friend. Here's what happened: Since we live in different parts of the country, we agreed to meet on board. After all the hassle of travel and the security screening, I made my way down to our cabin. It's small, with twin beds and a tiny, cramped, bathroom, although with a shower. There's no window since we booked as cheaply as possible. After all, we reasoned, we weren't. Sandy-Blonde haired. Slightly chubby, but in all the right places! Daughter of a friend of mine whom I knew from a previous security job. She was only a teenager when i met her at her Dad's house for a BBQ for the first time! And, even then, you could tell she was going to be a traffic-stopper! Then, rather a few years later. I happened to bump into her dad and the two of us started reminiscing. Which led to drinking, smoking, and finally, staggering out of a taxi! In front of my friend's. “Feel you ... com ... Completely ... I ... yours...” she quietly said to me.When she was finished talking, she stopped moving and passed out again, still upright on the bed. I felt her in my mind. Her change was complete. I felt her emotions and I could hear every thought she had. I gently picked her up and carried her back to her room. As we walked, she put her head on my shoulder and sighed. As I laid her down, she rolled over onto her side. I covered her up with her woobie, and as I stood.