“Hmm, its cute when they stare…” Giggled Jen, finishing her drink. “Can’t blame him after all, I’m obvious the hottest one here.”“Excu...se me? He was staring at me legs and chest the whole time he was standing there.” Scoffed Betty. “If anything, I’m the hottest one at this table.”“Oh yeah? The male was staring at me the entire time, he focused on ME first, I’m certainly more attractive by far.” Smirked Lyra, gaining dirty looks from the other two women.“Really? You two have been playing second. . Wanting... I let... U took it because u wanted to, didn't you? Did like it?- Aah! I don't know... Don't look at me like that... Sówhat? You wasn't even the first....- You Took? See?- Yah! From another... Man.- Did u see? Took, hold?- I wancked.... Handjob for him....- Bitch, if your mom knows!- I just wancked, uncle. I did.... I was curious, every girl stays, who doesn't? And then... He....- He peak? He comming in your hand.- Uncle, stop! What a pain, got hours that make u look like an. Who is it? Is it Pete and Amber? What if it's Nick. I start to sit up and realize that I have tied my ankle. What if it's an intruder? What would I do? Just as that thought crosses my mind Nick walks it. "Hey." "Hey what are you doing back here, I thought it was going to be an all night poker game?" "Jack had to go home for an emergency and Charlie had got called into work. So with Rocky and myself the only ones left, He gave me a ride here." I kind giggle and think of my tied ankles. How am I. C. to inform us what happened. But for now, this press conference is over. It—"President Atkinson's tirade was interrupted when someone in a dark suit approached him, leaned in and whispered quietly in his ear. The President quieted as he listened, his eyes widening in surprise and his mouth forming a perfect "O" as he finished. Glancing wildly about, Atkinson grabbed his abandoned notes, spun around and stormed out of the room without a word.Perplexed, the reporters proceeded to demand some.