"Brenda moved away from the door and sat at her desk. When Connie exitedMelissa's office she was white as a sheet."Are you alright Connie?" I'm fine,"...she said as a tear fell from her eye.Brenda thought about what she had just heard, Melissa was one cold bitchand Connie deserved to be punished, but not by making her prostituteherself, that wasn't right. Making her do things she didn't want to dowas an even worse punishment. Brenda wondered how one person could be socold to another.Three thirty. As I moved to get up I lost my footing and would have feel if he hadn’t grabbed me. Telling him I thought that maybe I shouldn’t dance seeing that I could barely walk. Jessica said that maybe we should leave when William interrupted that he could drive me back home so she could spend some quiet time with John. Jessica asked me how I felt about it. I insisted that she stay with John who would take her home when they were done and could pick William up then. She said as long as I was okay with. A commitment.She looked different to me as we rode toward the lake. A little more mature. More attractive, more desirable.My first impulse was to grab Jill and take her back behind the bushes on the side of the road. But, looking at her, I realized she was too special for that. As was I.I must have been staring at her, taking her in, for a couple of minutes. She looked over at me."What?" I'm sorry. I just... I love you." Why? Because you're going to get lucky?" I already am lucky."Her brakes. .”“Get some rest,” Betsy said thinking that she was in for a long night.She was pleased to learn that he had feeling in his arms and legs. She was still concerned about moving him. She wanted him a little more alert before trying to get some fluids in him. She could just imagine him choking on it. That would get messy, very quickly.She sat back trying to plan out what she would have to do the next day. She could feel that time was of the essence. She knew that she could make it into town fairly.
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