.." Janice's mom has already taken care of all that," Jane said."Really?" Yeah. Like it's that hard. We sent your keys up the dumbwaiter, remember? So... what else?" I..." I sputtered. "My thesis. I need to be in the library and on the internet to finish it." No you don't," said Heather, definitively."Yes I do!" No -- you -- don't!" she stamped her foot. "We talked about your thesis all day yesterday, remember? All you need to do is to sit your butt into a chair and write the damn thing. All your. But yet again, the soft kissed she witnessed after he drop him from school yesterday was telling her something elseher son was quick to take opportunity of her mum night outgetting in her room , putting on the very smooth panty snapping a pict he sent to ''daddy''she entered the bar saluting her friend her son home in her lingery, mouth open and sucking the 9inch bbc he got so much in love withworking like a very good small little boy between the strong spread legs daddy looking at his boy. It was one of the perks we got for undertaking these unbelievably tedious trips. It wasn’t like we were selling anything on our trips - except for the company itself - selling was the local agents’ job; ours was to show interest in the clients, kiss-arse and smile a lot.That particular month was always going to be a bugger and we knew it. It was really unusual for us to have two excursions come up in one month, but because of some last minute rescheduling of one of our trips – due to local. "Olivia caught the momentary glimmer in Sarah's eye and knew that was exactly what she was planning. "If things don't work out Sarah, you're more than welcome to join Mel during the summer." I wouldn't want to spoil things," Sarah replied cagily."The more the merrier. Please come if you want to." Maybe for the week after the holiday." Excellent." Did you say we'd get the chance to speak with some current students?" Jenny asked."As soon as everybody's finished eating, I'll take you over to one.