I was so furious, I was his girlfriend, his slut, nobody else could take my place. I did my best to conceal my crazy as he drove me home, we talked ab...ut nothing while talking about everything at the same time. We eventually pulled up outside my house, I was still livid, holding back the tears, the anger inside me. I slammed the car door so hard, it rattled, and I hurled my phone, hitting the wall. My phone hit the wall, breaking into three different pieces, as I walked past one I kicked it. First, her right wrist was secured tightly with a leather strap which was fastened tightly with a metal buckle. Next, her right ankle was secured in the same fashion. Finally, Laura Concannon repeated the procedure to Michelle Bodnarchuk’s left ankle and wrist and, once satisfied, picked up her clipboard from the floor. She took a pen from her left breast pocket and signed the sheet of paper. The Senior Corrections Officer then walked across to where her colleague was standing, and out of. "Look, Max, we're going to college soon," She says, turnning to face you in the passenger seat, "While I love that we're both going to State together, I can't be there to follow you around and clean up after you for being... you," She grabs your forearm before you can respond. "You're a great guy, but you're still a guy, and guys are practically designed to be creepy douchebags."It felt like she just slapped you again. You've always considered yourself to be a step above most of the rest of the. "Hello, anybody here?" Kitty called in the direction of the partially open office door. She decided to go looking for him.As she passed an open storage room, Kitty thought she saw a blur of movement inside and backtracked to investigate. She heard a soft moan from the room. Kitty peered around the corner and gasped."Not again," she mumbled, stepping back from the doorway.Kitty couldn't believe what she had just seen. Inside the small room, she thought she saw Bill, the manager, and another.