"Bossy bags but I love her."Jenny smiled back. "I like her too. I'm a friend of Sally's really but I've got to know Ellie quite well, and like her a l...t." She's quite a girl," acknowledged Christopher. "Do you work with Sally or are you old friends?" Both. We were at school together. She was the brains and I was the brawn."She grinned impishly and Christopher was drawn."Don't tell me there were brawls," he said."No. I prevented them. Sally's full of bright ideas, inventive and mischievous. It. He would even issue me a new debit card for the account immediately. He gave me a printed copy of the activity and balance from the old account for the month before he closed it.My new account was set up so that everyone would have to come into the bank and show ID to make any transactions besides using my debit card. No checks would be issued at this time so nobody could write a check against the account. The debit card would only work with a PIN number for now, and couldn’t be used as a. Then another picture came though, with a caption, "a little too low cut". And it was photo of a dress she had on that showed about 60% of her cleavage."Yes that one!" I replied, "I hate you right now; I can't believe you are doing this to me right now! Lol." Hehe," she said, "Or how about...."And another photo came though of her in sexy lingerie, it was navy blue lace with her nipples showing though and it opened up as it went down to her hips. She had no panties on and I got a prefect shot of. Have fun. THE SHELTERI met them where Tornfield Avenue was intersected with that small street - only several doors of half-decent bars and a neon sign of a night-club. They passed me round - three leather-dressed rangy teens, one of them a mulatto. He shot me a look, part malignant, part confidential. But I was a shape impressive enough for them to stay away from me.And then I saw him. On the ground - in fifteen, maybe twenty yards in front - crouched in the pose of a foetus, with his palms.