He travels around to all the small departments and does this for a living. He is cheap and honest." Sounds good to me, give him a call Monday and see ...hen he is available."I heard the chopper fly over the station and sent Shorty out to show them in to my office. I had a feeling this was going to be a very long afternoon. I was right about it being a long afternoon, but I didn't know we would still be going strong till three on Sunday afternoon. I sent Kit and his son home after sending them to. They couldn't all very well go at the same time, they couldn't all fit in First Class.And of course they were all taking First Class.The picture was horrendous. It was taken from outside Emma's building on Park Avenue. It was four in the fucking morning, and the families were standing around waiting for the limo to arrive. Emma's hair was thrown into a bun, she was wearing her Hardtail pants, and a Yale tee that clung to her bulimic body perfectly. An Autumn Cashmere sweater and her down vest. She rested a hand upon the girl's shoulder, smiling to herself as she felt a slight tremor pass through Sandy's body. "Don't be afraid," she cooed. "If we do this my way, your punishment will be over in, oh, five minutes or so. And the things you did... they'll be completely forgotten, as if they'd never occurred. Now – doesn't that sound better than making your father upset?" I... I guess," replied the girl, a note of uncertainty still lingering in her voice.Miss Ayers bent to speak more. It was now my turn for make up so I sat on the stool in front of the dressing table looking at myself in the mirror before Anne called Clare over and asking me to swivel the stool said to Clare, “I will show you how to make up yourselves and each other if you would like to learn?”And with that Anne set about teaching Clare and myself about makeup and in what order it should be used, whilst it was good fun it was quite wonderful having them both fuss over my face and the close proximity it.