Quickly Jordan turned on his feminine voice and spoke into the phone."SoI will get back to you later, ok?"Anna heard Jordan change the pitch of his vo...ice and knew someone wasthere.The woman approached Jordan, she placed the binders on his desk andextended her hand."Hi Jordan Ross, I'm Angela Coleman. I'm the supervisor of themanufacturing department," she explained.Jordan smiled, "Oh yes, Mr Johanson said you were going to stop by withsome binders," he replied.Angela pointed to the binders.. Some of them had broken helmets or pieces of wood attached to make for a harder swing, or the pikes would be pointed at the cadets as though held by enemy troops.The first two riders got ready, each nervous as could be. They had suffered grueling training regiments and duels with their fellow cadets, but this right here was a nightmare come to life. Valia raised her arm, and the cadets by the barrels each grabbed something dead to throw. Many tried to do so with as little actual contact as. I forced him to take some biscuit and told that I have a bottle of Maaza and we can share that too. We got social quickly and started discussing about my visit and his visit. By now the bus had reached Madur and he got down and checked if I wanted something to eat. I told him not to get anything and I showed him that I was carrying another pack of good day biscuits which we can share. After about 10 minutes he came back and we resumed the bus journey.It had started to become dark and the lights. I sniffed the air in my room. This place smelled awful. This must be the smell of stale sweat and sex. It really was ripe.I opened a window to air out my room. I stripped my bed to wash the sheets and blankets. I picked up the used tampon, tampon wrapper, and used condom from the previous evening's activities. My aim at the wastebasket had not been as good as I thought.After I started laundry, I went to the kitchen for breakfast. Mom had left a note for me.'Went to Mary's. Back tomorrow. Tiff.