”“And you’re not boyfriend and girlfriend?”“No. Just friends from the chess team.”It was time to find out if she was serious.“So many qu...stions!” I said. “Are you looking to play?”No answer, but she turned red as a beet. That meant yes. I grabbed a piece of paper, wrote down my name and number, and handed it to her.“Pick a time and place and call me.”She gasped. But she shoved the paper in her pocket.I went and found Jennifer. She and Mary were laughing so hard they were in tears. Mary had told. .” I heard the sirens and pulled up some police and paramedics started to run up and I yelled at them, “stay back this is toxic waste, get some suit or something protective on!” they gave me a frightened look, and yelled back, “stay right there everything is going to be ok kid!” I laughed to myself and thought; yeah everything is going to be alright eh? Im drenched in toxic material, yeah ok ill be fine and dandy. it was 30 mins when I saw a white truck pull up, the whole time they were. Her tight skirt started sliding up her tanned thighs, higher and higher, flashing Nathan some fine leg action. As the skirt rose higher Nathan could see up her skirt and he caught a quick flash of her white panties. The way her butt wiggled he could swear that she was showing him on purpose. She stood up and smoothed the skirt back down. "I always take the signs off when I take out young people. No need for your friends to know you're having driving lessons, is there?" She said. "Thanks.". In the poor light, it looked like Sylvia. "There's something wrong with this," I said, moving the photo under the hanging globe. "Not much left to the imagination, Sir." "You're right about that. But what I mean is... I don't know... wait a minute... the eyes! The eyes are brown, not blue!! This isn't Sylvia. This is Josephine! I gotta get back down there!" "You'll tell Chantelle I'm sorry, won't you, Sir?" "We'll see if it's necessary, Adrian. I have to find out where everyone is." "Yes, Sir..