’ Mr. Carver snapped. ‘Well when I graduate I’ll already have a couple friends in the industry, there’s still a shortage of people who can wri...e code. Most people starting off in the industry can make around sixty k and usually with pretty good benefits too.’ Chris started. ‘You mean on the computer? Like your video games?’ Mr. Carver interrupted. ‘Well there’s a lot more to it than video games. The stock market pretty much runs entirely on computers these days, electronic stores, Netflix. All. The store provides a separate break area for the smokers, so we often visit about work, life and whatever is going on when we end up on a break at the same time. A few weeks ago I shared a secret with her, and emailed her a link to the site, so that she could read one of the stories that the host was kind enough to post for me, and told her the title (which I posted under a pen name, of course). Anyway, Monday of this week we ended up in the break area alone and she asked me if the story. He use to call me before coming home and I get ready naked to welcome them. After they left leaving my husband hands with money we just see each other eyes and blush out in a laugh. We kept on talking something or other and we could not sleep all night day and suddenly there was a door bell sound. My husband said it must be the paper boy. Both our eyes met. I read his mind, it’s around 5:30 am in the morning and I know no one in the appt would be awake. I walked naked to the main door and. I walked about, noting the changes. Maybe our intuition had beencorrect. Maybe staying awake did slow down the process. In any case, afew of the pledges looked almost like normal, sleeping girls already.If we were right in our assumptions, we would all be girls by morning.But what was causing it? I wondered as I made my way in the darknessback to my room. We had done nothing to invoke the anger of somefaceless gods or sorcerers, had we? We were just a normal bunch of guyswho had banded together.