“You could just tell him that we did it,” Jeremy suggested.That thought had occurred to Angela and the idea of lying to Tony Moretti was frighteni...ng - even more so the consequences of him finding out she had lied. A man like Tony lived in a very black and white world, one in which, when he gave an order, he didn’t expect it to be subject to interpretation.“I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” Angela replied.“You’re probably right,” Jeremy agreed after thinking about it.Angela was in a quandary. An. She has shoulder length, dark blonde (almost brown) hair that usually stayed straight unless it was really humid. She has the most expressive dark green eyes, and she always seems to be able to see directly into my thoughts. She is by no means perfect, age and time are just beginning to get the better of her, but she carries her Thirty-One years well, and the maturity makes her all the more desirable. She would never have been called a supermodel, but her genuine warmth transforms her from. ”“I’d like that.” I replied.The next package that I opened was small, a new mobile phone. “We’ll move your sim from your old phone later then get both our phones linked up to that vibrator that I said needed a new phone for you.”“There’s no rush is there, you’re not planning and going and leaving me alone here quite soon are you?“Nothing planned, but sometimes these trips come up quite quickly.”“When you do have to go away John, can I invite my two best friends, Jenny and Rose over? They are. As for her being the brains of this outfit, I guess I'd have to agree with you there. If she doesn't come back in a week or so, we'll have to start looking for someone else who knows how to keep things running like she did."I finished my breakfast and carried everything over to the sink. So far, Lupe, Maria, and Theresa hadn't spoken a single word to me. They'd listened to what I'd told Rob, so I was fairly certain word would get back to Anita about what was said. At the point I was at, I.