The guys wanted the girls to interact with strangers whilst naked. And they did, much to the delight of the middle-aged man selling the hot dogs. Cora... possibly some of the other 3 girls, wanted the man to make some comment about their nudity so that she could come back with something that would imply that she was naked all the time but the man said nothing, he just smiled.They walked on, eating their hot dogs as they went and dripping mustard and tomato sauce onto the grass, Cora realising. Then she smiled at him,"Okay daddy, I'll go to bed. I'm sorry for what happened and it won't happen again," she said and turned and left the room as Thomas added to himself, "at least not when you're free to resist." Mark picked his glass off the floor and thought how thankful he was that it was empty and only ice cubes had been spilled. Cleaning them up he fixed another drink and sat back down as he considered what to do about his daughter."Maybe I should get her an appointment with a. “Um, Tara, shop talk, remember? Shop talk! Back to work,” Damien smiled at her to make it clear that he was only half-serious, but he really did want her to get her mind back on her job, for the sake of both her career and her marriage.“Yes, sir!” Tara coughed as she left the office and got busy with her article.Damien did his best to focus on work, too, editing more than bit of the work that came through, especially as it turned out that the Chief (editor-in-chief Ned McDougal) was out on a. Its okay.Were almost done.Dont worry, baby. I said rubbing his knuckles with my thumb.A few more to go.I saw the guys downstairs run through the doorway.As soon as Micheal saw Rory, he flinched.He turned and walked out, his head down.I kept going until I was done.I finished off and put a bandage on his arm.He let go of my hand.I heard him give a sigh of relief.I looked up and smiled at him.Dont move.You lost a lot of blood already.If you want to live, dont move much.Or suddenly.Got it? I asked.