"Did you have a big exit planned? Storming out? Leaving a note?" Nope. Just grab what I could carry and get a head start." And that included rocks?" W...at?" In the case."She looked out the window again at a farm in the distance. "Like I said, ain't going back." Oh Jesus, it's not… you seen the movie Seven?"She laughed. "I'm not mailing body parts to his other bitches." He was stepping out?" Well it's not like we were married. And he never admitted it, but I kinda knew." She paused and he let her. Neither of us has said a comprehensible word during this encounter, but that's alright; we don't need to say anything; our bodies did all the talking.I turn my head to tell you how wonderful this was, and sadly, I find myself leaving you, leaving us. I wake from this wonderful dream, my eyes open, and I find you gone. I want to cry with frustration, but that would do no good; so instead, I sigh and resign myself to the fact that this was nothing but a fantastic, vivid dream. A figment of an. Kennedy was not upset with Brad.No. Obviously, he was very happy about something.After only about two minutes behind the closed door, it opened and Mr. Kennedy came out. He turned to Brad, shook his hand vigorously, and said, “And this is just a small token of my own personal appreciation.” With that, he pulled out an envelope and handed it to Brad.Then Mr. Kennedy smacked Brad softly on the shoulder and, before turning to leave the office, he said, “I am looking forward to this arrangement. Cindy was standingright in front of me and I couldn't help but see that she was wearing awhite lace bra and white lace tights.I glanced over at Beth and could she that she was trying not to laugh,because none of the other girls would understand what was so funnyabout me getting an eyeful as Cindy changed. In fact, the other girlsweren't paying any attention to Cindy. They were having a conversation,as if they got dressed and undressed in front of each other all thetime, which I guessed they.