I thought how easy itwould be just to jump off in front of a truck. Then I thought about thetruck driver and how it could effect him and I just walked...on.I walked on till I came to an older part of Charlotte on East calledDilworth. Dilworth was a very eclectic part of the city. Filled withrestaurants of diverse ethnic and dietary styles, boutiques, specialtystores, and businesses. As I was walking and looking at the differentshops that change hands and venue very regularly. I notice a used. During my evening at the club Mandy rang me and, from her giggles and squeals of delight, I could tell she was a bit tipsy and that Felix was giving her some close attention. Then she said she was waving to me on the camera. I told her I couldn’t see her because I wasn’t in front of a computer screen, but she explained she was waving at a video camera, which Felix had set up, and they were filming themselves having sex and watching it on a monitor! Then Felix came on the line and asked me if I. She had gone to the toilet in the last pub and started to feel the bile rise in her throat and felt it was time she called it a night.Now she was a pratt for when she had had enough, just wandering off on her own, which is what her head told her to do, she needed to be at home tucked up in bed.She cursed the fact she had worn heels as she never really walked well in them, but she still decided to walk home.Home was a good mile away, as she tottered across the main road and over the bridge, she. In the chair was a man who looked just like Santa Clause. He was mostly bald with just a ruff of snow white hair over his ears and around the back of his head. He face was so fat, his eyes were almost hidden. He had a nubbin of a nose barely large enough to support his rimless glasses. The man sported a full beard, as white as his hair. For some reason, Andrew didn't think that beard was a fake.The man stood. He was fat. And again, that extra heft wasn't fake. He was also short, much shorter.