She had been in the hotel for five hours. Another thirty minutes and she would be on the tube to St Pancras, one thousand pounds richer. He watched he... dress. He kept her red lacy thong, a little memento. She had expected that. In her handbag she had another pair, which she would slip on in the lift. The Javelin train pulled out of St Pancras on time, and headed towards the coast. Her phone rang. Izzy. “How did it go, darling,” she asked.“Fine, it was fine,” Amanda replied. “Good, just to. She had no idea I was in her home town, and I made sure she'd be in the city working for the week before saying goodnight when it was time for her to head to bed.I woke up the next morning feeling jet lagged, but after a lie in to try and accommodate I found I felt much better. I dressed and left the hotel just before lunch time. I was not at all prepared for the Australian heat which had sprung itself upon me with force as I left the hotel - it felt nothing like home! I felt like a real. We spent the next hour or so setting up some ground rules and discussing how this would work. I could tell she was getting more and more excited about it. We both agreed we wanted to find someone that neither of us knew for the first try. I remembered the adult bookstore that I use to visit before we met that was in another town about 30 minutes away. It had a theater and booths with gloryholes. I explained how all that worked and we decided that would be a good place to check out. We quickly. .. Physics.”“Me, too. Carlson’s an okay guy. I had him for Chemistry last year. The class is this way.” I didn’t know who the guy was, but we had the same class, so I followed him as he continued to talk. We found the classroom and settled in for the first day of school. The class was predictable. Mr. Carlson handed out the syllabus and textbooks. That was going to be a bitch to carry around. I saw a lot of the girls were pulling little suitcase-like things. Fay had one. I wondered if she took.