Today was the day of her interview to see where she would be assigned.She looked across and saw the other fifteen or so girls in the roomgetting up si...ilar as she was. They all started to walk towards thewashing area. How she missed the days when she could have a cup ofcoffee before morning rituals began.The girls all silently walked into the bathroom, and Chastity was justlike the rest. The water came on, and they were all washing themselves.Chastity like the others, washed herself, she. I waited. There it was again! I headed for the only sign of civilization I had seen since I left my car. As I trudged through the snow and ice, my shoes became swamped and eventually were sucked from my feet. I continued on with staid determination. A light meant people and people meant rescue. My feet ached with cold and injury from objects on the forest floor, but I continued forward toward that light which now appeared to be windows of a cabin. Those windows twinkled merrily, and smoke. A few heads turned when she drove past.She parked her blue Honda Civic away from the other cars in an area thatwas served by the glow of a streetlight but not directly underneath.She popped the hatch and got out of the car. By the time she had takenoff her jacket and made her way to the back of the car a few of the cardoors had opened. She lifted the hatch and arranged a blanket over therear deck sill and put another folded blanket on the ground next to thecar; three men were purposely. ”To be honest it wasn't the worst job in the world and everyone she worked with was friendly enough. Admittedly she could live without Jack from management gawking at her chest every time they meet near the vending machine. It was by no means that Joyce disliked being looked at by others; in fact, she loved it, even from the odd girl or two in the sales department but Jack....Jack has like a drooling ten-year-old with an annoying habit of wanting to touch everything he laid eyes on.Copping the.