Stupid, pointless lies.At lunch, she realized she didn't have anywhere else to sit. She joinedher friends, despite the scene the day before.She found ...that she could join in some parts of the conversation. Mostlythe parts outside of school, like vids and games. She just had to becareful about discussions of school stuff.One conversation, about a show they all watched as kids, gave her anidea. She focused her attention on Knut, like the characters in theshow, and informed him that he really. Lieutenant Charles St. John had joined the battalion after Vittorio and had been posted to Captain Slade's company. On the face of it Charles was never going to be taken seriously as an infantry officer, in what was by now a veteran battalion. He looked like a milksop: a slightly built youth with curly golden hair, big blue eyes, and a complexion, and eye lashes, for which a woman would eagerly sell herself. Put a bonnet on his head, a gown over his body and some rouge on his cheeks and Master. In the light of day, perhaps she needed to be more bold so he would be assured of her intentions and desires. There was nothing for her to do until his returned, except for going in search of him, but that seemed too bold. So she waited. She stretched out on the lounge and squirmed into the cushions, like a cat getting comfortable and she dozed under the hot sun, her already brown skin soaking up the warm rays. When her eyes opened at the sound of a distant bird calling, she saw that her sleep. This time she meets a guy called James for the first time, they had only spoken online for a day or 2 and never met. As proof that I was in the flat at the time this took place here is the first still of me making sure the camera view is setup to capture her being used properly: So they enter the living room and take a seat to chat about the normal stuff, trying to break the ice, after all they both know why they are there. Liz does look good in a nice pair of heels, even more so when you know.