" Jane replied."On purpose. He expected me to be if I wasn't hiding anything. He was purposefully trying to provoke me. Trying to trip me up." Susan r...plied."So you just got snooty, but about things that you would have likely gotten snooty about if you weren't hiding something." Jane said."Precisely." Susan giggled."And why mention sex?" Jane asked."To verify his suspicions. If he thinks were a bunch of perverted dykes then he's unlikely to think us capable of depleting the worlds nuclear. That, as one of her girlfriends would have said, was a fine and pleasant fuck. In fact, she wondered if they might not have another round. She wouldn't mind being on top this time.She was about to accidentally on purpose wake up Don when an electronic chirping filled the room. Don's eyes popped open. "What's that," he said throatily.Sandy sighed. "That's the paging signal on my cell phone. Excuse me," she said as she reached across Don's body to grab the phone from the bed table. She read the. Bank ProblemsAt eleven thirty on a Tuesday in October, the second day of the time off from school for seniors to study just prior to the exams, Melissa, Emily, and Ernie are in the centre of town at the bank when a very large gang of roughs enters the bank with machine pistols and shotguns. They order everyone to freeze, then move them to one side before proceeding to take all of the money in the bank from the tellers and from the vault.When they’re ready to leave the bank one of the gang. Her t-shirt fused with the skirt, the sleeves separated and formedinto elbow length gloves leaving the bodice strapless.The ring finally passed over her head leaving her with a fully made upface, sparkly, dangly earrings and her hair pinned up in delicate curls.She looked amazing.I was gobsmacked. "How is this possible? You look like something out of afairytale," I managed to stutter out eventually."Amazing isn't it?" she replied. "Short version of the story, myGrandmother is a witch and so am.