.. uh... can you just pretend I never said anything?"Renee smiled at her roommate. "Ok I'll agree with you that I probably don't know anything about y...ur classes and I would be the first to admit that my relationships are hardly the stuff to write home about. As for the last thing, well... at the risk of hurting our friendship, you know that I'm available as a stand in."Denise refused to lift her eyes from her plate, studying her food, and didn't reply. Renee stood and walked around the table. Zaila was different. She had always longed to know life outside the jungle. But, she knew the rules. Stepping foot beyond the sacred circle of her family home would mean the end of her magical life. She’d been to the barrier, glimpsed the bright light and different landscape of the world beyond. That light beckoned to her at times; just as the call from her kin whispered to her to stay in the shadows. She heard footsteps and could smell the sent of her childhood friend long before she could. That was fine with me. I hated mowing the lawn in the first place. For all I cared, the grass could grow until I got a citation from the city for failing to keep it mowed. My spouse didn't have the same view, unfortunately.When I got back it was almost lunch time, the kitchen was empty, the diary was lying there open to today's entry, and there was no sign of my spouse or Julie."Hello?"No answer."Anyone here?"Still nothing.It took me a minute, standing there, before I saw the note taped to the. I open the back door and the gate to my back yard. I put on my suit and wait for my friends to arrive. Everyone that comes brings their own drinks and sets them inside on the counter. As I had guessed he brought the whore with him. I walk over to greet them. ‘Glad you could come. Anything you need just ask, it would be my pleasure to get it for you.’ I look at him as I say it and he coughs. The whore rubs her barely covered tit into his arm. As usual she barely covers her ass. The party is.