We bullshitted about the girls, and all the people going there. When we pulled up I looked out the window and there were cops everywhere. I got out an... heard the familiar Loco Crew whistle. I threw up a couple signs and yelled "3 6 Puttin it down! Throw that shit up!" There were bomb girls everywhere, mostly white because we lived right on the edge of a good neighbor hood, so we and the Locos were the only ones here that where big enough to do anything. We went to our first class, we all posted. I’d read something in a magazine article about Sheryl Sandberg, in which she’d said ‘the single most important career decision a woman makes is whether she has a life partner and who that partner is, I don’t know of a single woman in a leadership position whose life partner is not fully – and I mean fully – supportive of her career’. Yeah, I could most probably support Mel being on the correct side of the adult movie camera. The wrong side, no.She took a sip of her drink and continued. “Anyway,. " Why?" Nora asked, pressing him. "They're lovers, probably in a committed relationship if they plan to move to Phoenix together. Under the circumstances, I'd think it would be very likely that Denise would inform Colleen about you, rather than unlikely."David shook his head. "Colleen wouldn't believe her even if Denise spilled the beans, not unless I put on a demonstration. Besides, Denise wants a favor from me, and she knows telling Colleen about my flights without my permission would piss me. Paul's hand looked much smaller in comparison.Amos: "Name's Amos."Paul: "H-Hi...Amos. Listen my friend; my girl and I are in a bit of a bind. We're from out of town, and we're completely out of gas."Amos: "So. Looks like you made it to a gas station. I suggest you go fill up."Paul: "Ah yeah...you see Amos, that's where our bind begins. We haven't got any money. I lost my wallet and our trip is now officially over. We just need some gas to get home."Amos: "You mean you got no money?"Paul:.