"I've said this sixty-nine thousand times before and I'll say it sixty-nine thousand more if I have to: No." You're not the boss of the band, we all a...re. I say it's in." I'm gonna go have a smoke." By the time that Greg had finished saying that, he had unplugged his bass, pulled out his lighter, and left the room. Spot had also taken off, leaving the door to the control room swinging violently on its hinges. Bob slowly turned around until he was face-to-face with Grant."Look, Greg hates it, and. " "So you're dragging me there so you don't look like a sad recently-dumped singelton," I grinned. "You motherfucker," sniggered Jenny, giving me a playful punch on the arm. We were in the living room of our parent's suburban home. It was early Saturday evening and our mum and dad were away for the weekend. My sister Jenny and me both lived at home, although Jenny had previously spent a year living with her "twat" of an ex-boyfriend, but he'd dumped her for another woman last month and she was. I told her the truth, that yes I was and asked how she knew. She said that she would never have guessed that but Luci (our mutual friend) had told her. Before I could say anything, she said, "it's fine, I love that you're talking to me and you look amazing, would love to see that body in action!" I smiled. She asked what I did for a living and I told her I worked at the Massage Parlor. "Oh my god!" Helen reacted, "you should come over one day and give me a massage."Of course I said yes and we. Lisa's treads easily climbed the steps tothe residence door.She inserted a probe into the keyhole. The door opened easily.Lisa entered the main room. Grime coated windows filtered the morningsunlight. Thick dust covered the floor.A broken door partially blocked the closet that held the toilet. Apedestal sink stood next to it. Above the sink was a rusted medicinecabinet. A large freestanding porcelain tub stood in the corner next tothat. Above the tub was an oval looped shower curtain rod. There.