Is she hot", and then he motioned her over to the booth. "I think we're ready now, what do you suggest?' he asked boldly. Charlene... (the waitress) looked both boys over and thought to herself, nice looking young studs. Sure don't get many that look as good as they do around here in this crummy old joint. Wonder if they would be interested in some fun and games? Hmmm, wonder how I should broach the subject? The one kid looks really down in the dumps. Maybe the "motherly". "I didn't want to get into a long discussion with him on why I don'tknow where I was, and acting like the dumb female seemed my best wayto get more information. "Well this is Brockwell Park, luv." The driver indicated the expanseof greenery I'd just left. "You know where that is?" Not really," I said nervously."Oh my," he laughed mockingly, "So how did you end up there then?" Just walking... I never had much of a sense of direction."He relaxed back, satisfied with my explanation that. Judy, the psychologist, came running from her consultation room to be immediately blasted across the room when he pulled the trigger. She was dead before she hit the wall opposite, landing in a bloodied and crumpled pile on the floor."You ... come with me" he yelled, pointing the gun at my head, and indicating that I was to head into Judy's office where I could hear the screams of a woman.I moved, but evidently not quick enough because I got a push in the back using the stumpy barrel of the. How does that sound?" Isabelle kindly offered."Very, very nice," Aisha said.At 4, Isabelle and Aisha entered Isabelle's apartment."Why don't you sit down on the sofa while I make you tea and biscuits," Isabelle offered. Aisha went to the sofa and sat down. She began looking all around Isabelle's lounge. There was a wooden coffee table in front of her, a bookshelf with books, and a map of France on the wall. A television set of course, a PC sat on a desk, presumably with internet connections..