Plus staff absence was down significantly from April as well."Mr Jones grinned. "I see. You know these are the best numbers out of any store outside t...he North-west?"Simon glowed with pride. Although he was the deputy manager, he did run the store, in between his illicit liaisons and the impressive performance was down significantly to his hard work. He deserved a pay rise. A decent pay increase could mean an extra trip to Holly each month, and boy could see do oral."Strip!" A female voice. Critic. Oh, wicked Mr. Critic!Every time Tammy posted a new story, sure enough Mr. Critic would criticize it."Your spelling is atrocious," Mr. Critic would write, in his oh-so-proper way, "and you seem to have no grasp of conventional grammar, without the saving grace of true experiment. The plot is miniscule, the characters the thinnest cardboard, and the ending completely implausible. You can do better."Tammy felt just awful whenever he saw what Mr. Critic had written about his stories.. She beckoned to Tegan with a finger to call her over and Tegan did, turning off the water and moving to where Olivia was. She was aware that anyone could walk in on them but as her mind whirled with that possibility she dismissed it, her swirling doubts dissipating like smoke. She didn’t care.Olivia took Tegan by the wrists and pulled her close, their chests rubbing together momentarily before Olivia leaned back against the wall and put a hand on Tegan’s shoulder, coaxing her to her knees until. " I'm better, but it's been such a shock to find me... like this." I bet it was. Now be silent for a moment please, I'm going to listen toyour heart." ------------------------------Matt was sitting on a couch in Steve's living room, covered in a robe sheborrowed from Chelsea. Steve's dad had quickly examined her and as soonas he determined her life was not in danger, they all moved over toSteve's place as it wouldn't have been wise to stay around Aunt and Uncleat a time.