Big Brother bed veeerry beeg." What could I say? We got into the Volvo and made straight for the bungalow.Cleo and Rose raced for the bedroom shedding...clothes as they went. I followed the trail of discarded garments and found them in my bed locked in a sixty-nine. Rose was on top of Cleo and the contrast of a pale ivory body against a backdrop of dark flesh was indeed stimulating. I went from floppy to rigid in a nanosecond. All I heard from the pair were moans and slurping sounds. Then Rose's. Going back to school, raising a young family, whatever. Usually, the applicant would explain this in her cover letter, which in this case was notably absent.Finally, a real no-no. She had left blank the question about whether she'd been convicted of a criminal offense. I puzzled over this one. If she had been convicted, it's surely something she'd either put down on the application, or lie about, but not leave blank. If she hadn't been convicted of a crime, she'd surely put down "no". Was it a. The feeling of well being is overwhelming... a strange high pitched hissing noise is audible, the light is intensifying from blue to white the cellar trap doors fly open, I am levitating upwards out into the night sky."oh no I am being a*****ed by aliens!The white light leaves me blind it seemed like seconds before I awoke on a silver steel slab, funny little blue translucent orbs floated around near my head.Something was talking to me a voice in my head..."We are the orbs of Wang our planet is. That drug was hate and she was addicted. * * * The drive to her father’s house was unbearable. Gabrielle with her stylish pink cell phone that slid open three different directions sat next to Zoe and had been talking for three straight hours. If you could call that talking. Zoe had lost count of the amount of ‘OMG’s’ and ‘WTFs’ sputtered by her bubbly step sister. It had also been a drive of empty one sided conversation with her step mother so far. ‘We are happy to have you live with us,’.