”Dylan and Rick looked at her with concern. Hailey cleared her throat and nodded her head stiffly to her left. “Don’t turn around, Courtney,” ...he said softly as Michael walked down the sidewalk behind them. He saw them standing there, and smiled wickedly, eyeing Courtney as he walked by. “It’s okay. He’s gone.” She said, putting her arm around her shaking best friend.“Sick son of a bitch.” Dylan growled quietly. “I should have shot him that night.”Courtney’s green eyes flashed painfully as she. "They stood next to the bed as he watched her take the bottom of her tee shirt and pull it up over her head in one fluid motion. She dropped it on the floor at his feet. Paul stood there admiring her body, her rock-solid abs and massive arms and shoulders."Well, come on; what are you waiting for? Don't make me come over there and rip the clothes off your back," she said only half joking.Paul quickly began to unbutton his shirt as he watched her struggle out of her jeans. In a matter of seconds. She pulled away from the genie's mouth throwing her head back and let out a high pitched scream like the wail of a wounded a****l. “WHAT’S GOING ON IN THERE?” the detective's shout intruded into the bedroom. “COME OUT NOW! YOU’VE HAD ENOUGH TIME,” he bellowed impatiently. “Pay them no mind,” the genie said softly. Miriam could hear the police trying to turn the locked doorknob, as she pushed her body down and rocked on the genie’s penetrating fingers. “OPEN THE DOOR. WE HAVE TO GO!” the urgent. Cursing to herself she flagged a passing waitress for another beer."I'm sorry," she said, almost patronising. "But serving alchohol to minorsis illegal." With that she walked off to another table.Cindy crossed her arms and sulked looking at the drink still in front ofLucy.Lucy saw her staring, and pulled her drink closer to herself. "Oh no," shescolded. "I'm not going to help you get drunk now. I'd hate to think whatthey'd do to me if I got caught."Cindy bulked at that and just resigned to.