Joyce has done it. Hell, even Becky has done it. You only respond to someone giving you an ultimatum or clubbing you over the head. I’m really getti...ng tired of it, frankly. This didn’t have to come down to an ultimatum. Well, on second thought, maybe it did, because that seems to be all that you understand!”Just then, Mrs. Block called down to let us know lunch was ready.“Saved by the bell, so to speak!” I chuckled.“Not a chance! Either you decide to fix it or I take you home right now and you. He might not have heard me and I felt disappointed. Sounds of someone going down the stairs, confirmed that he had moved away. Pissed that my fun was over with, I noticed the time and told Janet it was late. It was time for me to go home. Once downstairs, Steve seemed intent on something on television and had a few empty beer cans nearby. I realized that it was probably Jack that had listened in and that thought made me feel even more disappointed. Seeing that I was about to walk home, Steve. I couldn't believe how much the thought of him was consuming me, I'd never thought of any other man the. Pete like that, so I found it uncomfortable. Then at breakfast as I was making tea he walked in, just in his bottoms, he had crashed at ours for the night, he looked so fucking hot, he looked at me and smiled, "Pete is out for the count,we only went to bed 3 hours ago, and he had another few after I stopped, you won't hear from him till this afternoon!!" I knew he was right, Pete loved his. The fame. The fortune.“Georgia!” said Brenda. “Can you believe Regina? She's pregnant and getting married?”“I know,” I said as Brenda sat down. She was a black-haired girl. She was dressed in a sober business skirt suit like I was. Pencil skirt, pantyhose, a blouse with just a modest neckline, and a blazer. I was in a dark blue one to compliment my auburn hair while she wore a pink one. We crossed our legs, ready to be serious.We chatted as the other girls came in. To my disgust, there were.